It’s hard to believe that a few weeks ago, I was happily living in a caravan & tent set-up in the middle of a paddock. Or that a couple of weeks ago, I was homeless, and struggling to remember who I really was. Time flies past, and a new normal asserts itself, and the past is suddenly a distant memory.
Okay, not that distant.
Have you ever stopped to consider what a miracle of modern life plumbing is? I mean, really, it’s freaking amazing. Water comes into your home, and just sits there, quietly, waiting for you to turn on the tap. And then? BAM! Water! And turn on the other tap, and BAM! Hot water.
Hot. Freaking. Water. At the turn of a tap. How amazing is that?
And, showers? Showers are like heaven. Seriously, when was the last time you stood in the shower and truly appreciated the range of human accomplishments that have taken place to make that experience a reality?
And let’s not even get into the wonderousness of having an indoor toilet. And electric lights. And, oh my goodness, MY OWN BEDROOM.
Seriously, I haven’t felt this way about having my own room since I was 15, and I finally stopped sharing a room with my little sister. I feel an overwhelming urge to make a “Keep Out” sign for my door. Possibly with a skull and crossbones. But I refrain, because, as it turns out, a Mum Look is equally effective.
More effective, actually. I don’t remember my little sister being at all cowed by signs.
But, moving on. Since my last post, a lot of people have asked me to share some pictures of my little cottage. And so, without further ado, I give you…
Jo’s Amazingly Awesome New House
Now in Pictures!
That’s my little cottage, looking all farmy and flat.
There’s nothing quite like having cows a few steps outside your door.
“Good morning.”
The kitchen (Ignore the dishes stacked on the sink!)
The dining area
The lounge room (or living room, for those with an American bent)
The library
Okay, fine, it’s just the other side of the lounge room. Whatever.
The boys’ bedroom
The playroom
(I cleaned all the Lego off the floor for this shot)
My bedroom (It’s MINE, see, ALL MINE!)
I also have a desk. Trust me, it’s exciting.
So, that’s the house. What do you think?
Oh, wait. I forgot one thing.
How about that view?
Jo Eberhardt is a writer of speculative fiction, mother to two adorable boys, and lover of words and stories. She lives in rural Queensland, Australia, and spends her non-writing time worrying that the neighbour's cows will one day succeed in sneaking into her yard and eating everything in her vegie garden.
