Can I start out on the negatives today? Is that okay? Alright. You know what sucks about moving really, really far away? You can’t call your mom when you feel like it. Because when you feel like it, she’s asleep. Because it’s nighttime there. Forget getting off work and calling one of your friends or siblings to vent about the day. Because they’re all asleep!
It’s really hard moving. Yes, it’s an adventure, and every day is filled with new experiences that I don’t regret having. And we have met some really awesome people here. But I can’t seem to shake missing everything about home. I just miss it. It’s a bit of a shock realizing that life goes on when you move away: people get married, they get engaged, kids get bigger, your siblings visit your parents without you… I want to put a ban on anyone having any fun until we get back!
I called my parents the other day. It was my lunch break, so I knew it was approaching bedtime for them, but I also knew that in reality, they’d probably be up watching Hoarders or Toddlers and Tiaras. (They were up, although I’m not sure what they were watching.)
“So do you think you’ll live there forever?” asked my dad, a little too nonchalantly.
I replied, “No way! This isn’t home.”
“Well I’ve always kinda thought that… home is where you are.”
Oh, dad, with your wise words. He’s always been so adaptable and up for anything. Those words have been following me for the past week, and they’re comforting.
Home is where you are.
I guess I can live with that.
After my gripping post about our new couches, I figured you would all enjoy an update on our entryway! Here’s an artsy pic of it.
And here is a boring shot.
We broke down and spent $100 on that little table. After trolling Gumtree for months, I realized that teeny, thin entryway tables are pretty hard to come by, so we bought this little guy new. I quite like him, though.
You can see that we have our pet paintings (sniffle), our wedding photo, a mirror, some pictures I bought from a lady who was selling a bunch of crap, a napkin holder that works as an outbox, a bowl for keys, and a flower. You know, the essentials.
And now to the fun part, here are some fun sayings I’ve noticed from people at work:
- “Have a chin-wag” (have a chat)
- “Spit the dummy/chewie” (throw a fit)
- “Don’t get precious” (basically don’t be a princess)
- “Dear” (expensive)
- “Cheers” (thanks/bye)
- “Good on ya” (way to go)
- “Too easy” (no problem)
- “Ta” (thanks)
- “phone hookup” (conference call)
- “Flick an email” (Send an email)
- “trackie dacks” (track pants)
- “to dack someone” (to pants someone)
- “shivers” (expletive)
- “far out” (exclamation of wonder or annoyance)
Also, the other day my co-worker asked me what I’d brought for lunch, and when I told her peanut butter and jelly, she seemed confused. Not that she’d never heard of a PB&J – more that she’d never seen one. She asked me, “So… do you mix the peanut butter and jelly together? Or do you spread peanut butter on one side and jelly on the other and then stick them together??” The concept of someone not knowing how to make a PB&J cracked me up. This, coming from someone who loves Vegemite!
Also, this, and variations thereof, are common conversations in my office.
“Amanda, will you please post this to Greg Palmer (pronounced “Palmah”)?
“Sure. Greg Palmer. Got it.”
“Yes. Greg Palmerrrrrrr.”
They get a kick out of my hard Rs. It hasn’t seemed to have gotten old yet!