24th August 2009
Dear Diary
It’s getting close now. Just 7 days before we leave! That’s just 9 days until we show up on Nanny and Poppy’s door step!
It’s also getting harder and harder to keep it a secret. Many people know now. People here in town obviously know, many of our old friends from Melbourne. My Mum and Dad. My girls.
The only people that don’t know we’re coming, are Nanny and Poppy and Tim’s sibling’s and their families.
A lot of the posts I’ve put up since the day we decided to come, has had something to do with the move.
My Rabbit Proof fence came about because I thought to myself, yay…now I can own a rabbit! Not that I want to, but it made me think of Michelle. A Melbourne friend.
My Lost in a paper bag came about because we’ve been discussing how much Melbourne has changed since we left in September 2004. New over passes, new highways that weren’t even in the planning stages before we left. I thought about how long it’s taken me to get to know this town. It’s only really this year that I’ve learnt the really important roads, and I’m terrified of how Melbourne is going to be for me. We bought a Tom Tom. I’ll be right.
Our BBQ was a Farewell BBQ. We posted it as our anniversary BBQ simply so that we could post about it. I wrote “I will miss you when you go Nikki” not because she is leaving town, but because WE were leaving town.
My over it post had nothing to do with finding something to write about, but finding something I COULD write about that didn’t involve this move. Almost everything we’ve done over the last two months has been something to do with this move!
In my “Boating” post, at the very end I wrote that I was so tired because we’d had a massive weekend. Well, that weekend we’d had our garage sale. Tim and I decided that because we wanted to sell everything we would start early. Unlike the one’s that start at 9am, we started ours at 6am. I spent the entire week in the garage and sorted through our crap throughout the house. We spent 9 hours in the sun, nine hours of haggling with tight ass Warwickian’s who wouldn’t pay fifty cents for something that in store and new would cost hundreds. 
Not only has blogging become hard because I couldn’t put the real story here, but facebook and talking to Nanny and Poppy too.
On facebook I couldn’t write my status the way I wanted. While we were busy writing up Tim’s resume and sending them in my status would appear as “doing very important stuff”. When I was packing it would be “busy doing…stuff” I had to delete countless messages or replies there when people screwed up and said something about the move or Tim getting a new job. Tim’s brother and sister are on facebook and I didn’t want them seeing our secret.
Talking to Nanny and Poppy would have to be the hardest part about this. I don’t know how they’ve done it so many times. I’ve slipped up many times now, but I don’t even know if I recovered myself well enough for them not to notice.
When Poppy told Tim he’d got a few more books for our collection and would send them up last week, I told him he should save his money and we would bring them back with us when we came for holidays in September. They think we’re going down in November. Not only that, we told them we were flying down in November, not driving. So when I said we’ll take them back with us Nanny said “But you’re flying down?”
Then we were talking about Tim having holidays. Nanny said “That’s great, it will get you away from work” and I muttered under my breath “That it will” since, Tim had already put in his notice and was due to finish up in three days.
The most enjoyable thing though, has been baiting them. Saying things like “Oh Nanny, we need a break, can you have Jaxon for us” and knowing that she would automatically say “In a heart beat, I’d have him any day of the week”. Tim would be sitting there writing secret messages to me out of view like “careful what you wish for”
We’ve asked them a lot of questions, for things we needed to know. Using other excuses to get them to talk about it. We needed to know how much rego would cost for us in Melbourne for the car. So we told them OUR rego was over $800 for a year…what did they pay? We asked Poppy, the GPS/Sat Nav go to man, what was the best one to get…so we could navigate our way aroubnd Queensland. But really, so we could find our way around in Melbourne.
But most importantly. We were worried Nanny and Poppy would be on their way up for a surprise visit while Tim and I were already on our way down. So we pestered and pestered them for about a month, to try and get info out of them. First they said “Wont be until September”. Well that didn’t work for us! Then they said it wouldn’t be until the end of the year. But could we trust that they weren’t just saying that? Then it became “we wont be there until Jaxon’s birthday” which is next year, and could they really hold off from seeing us that long??
We had to find a way to make sure they wouldn’t come up while we were packing. Or when we were already gone. And every week I would get Tim to ring them on random night’s to ask stupid questions. Just to make sure they were still in Melbourne. In the end, we had to tell them that WE were planning a holiday and that WE wouldn’t tell them when it was because then if they really were coming to see us they would have to tell us when, or risk coming when we were gone.
I sure hope I don’t fuck this up. We’ve come too far.
Our plans are BRILLIANT and so bloody exciting!