Those of you who I know in real life (which is most of you) are probably aware that we finally sold our house.
We were going to go north to Austinmer or Thirroul. Or even into North Wollongong to an apartment.
But when it came to the crunch I just didn't want to leave my postcode, mainly because Louis is at school at the bottom of the road and Blair will start high school in Wollongong the year after next. I lived in the northern suburbs of Wollongong when I went to high school and I was mercilessly teased for my prissy uniform, as I walked to and from the bus stop at stupid-o-clock, by the local kids who had been home, changed and were already at the beach.
So I convinced my husband to hang on just a few years more, until they finish high school. And so, we bought something close by.
The interesting thing is that it's a wreck of a joint. ONE toilet (I've got four here), ONE bathroom (I'm used to three), ONE living area (there's five in this house). Termite damage. Needs underpinning. The back balcony is structurally unsound and unsafe. The kitchen looks like something from I dream of Jeannie.
But the aspect is gorgeous. It looks pretty from the street. The block is big. And, as I've said many times in the past, my dad's a builder. So we're going to embark on a massive renovation project. And I'm excited about it - even though it's a daunting job. I may document this adventure elsewhere on the net, if I do I'll let you know.
And who knows, when it's finally done, and the kids finish high school, we might take up residence in Surry Hills. I'd certainly like to.
Here's what the new view is going to look like from the (yet to be built) deck and kitchen:
And here is a taste of what's inside!
But the good thing - the sunsets will look the same ...