Archive for September 7th, 2009
Moving to Queensland
(My Journey Part 4)
I was really starting to enjoy life a lot when Paul received news that the service centre where he worked (he’s a mobile phone technician) in Adelaide would be closing as at the end of that month. At the time I was visiting my Mum and Dad in Queensland and received the phone call. This was a real hard one, it was difficult to decide on the next best move. I could go back to my job in government, Paul could apply for other jobs in his line of work, or we could move up to Queensland – those were the three options. We discussed and thought about it, but there did come a time when we did actually have to make the decision. What happened? I resigned from my position in government and we moved up to Queensland with our eldest child. Our life was in absolute limbo for the first, I think it was about four months. By the fifth month we were living in a rented place North of Brisbane and Paul was working the other side of town.
I had taken a job but it didn’t work out because our son had a major allergic reaction while he was in Childcare and we felt a need to pull him out of Childcare for peace of mind. Besides the major allergic reaction we felt that he was withdrawing at home and we didn’t want to miss out on this very important stage of his life. So, I stayed at home with our little one and did some rearranging of our family home so that we could cope on one wage. Although we were able to establish a good routine where we lived and met a few people, it still didn’t feel like home.
Six months of renting a home came and went, and we purchased and moved into our own home in a different part of Brisbane, where we are now actually. I had plenty to do when we first moved in. There was the packing, then the moving and then the unpacking and the cleaning of the previous home.
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