Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Bullets...

I suppose I've stayed hidden away long enough
and it's about time I did more than just skulk
around the edges of the blogosphere.


Skulk...? Now there's a word you don't type very
often.
Here's a pic of a skulk to go along with what
you've just read.

So... bullets... well here they are;

Since last we spoke...
  • I have relocated to Brisbane from Melbourne.
  • I did it for my career. (too broke to retire, too old to get a different job).
  • My father died... step father actually... but he was in my life for nearly fifty years.
  • We had bad history, but managed to be civil to each other after I became a grown man.
  • His final act before his death was to use his Will as the ultimate slap in the face for three of his four step, and his two full blood children. He divided the estate, a portion of which was my mother's legacy, 50/50 between one of his step children and his ex but never married to, girlfriend... or partner if you prefer. A bitter unfeeling man to the end.
  • I did, however, admire his strength and sheer will (different will) to fight hard against the cancer that was taking quick control of his body.
  • I had declined a request by my sister to speak at his funeral... I felt hypocritical being there.
  • I drove up here (Brisbane)... and on the way my car 'did a wheel bearing' outside a town called Narrabri.
  • I got it fixed but had to postpone my furniture delivery along with power connection.
  • The day I arrived in Brisbane my car 'did the other wheel bearing'.
  • I moved in three days before I was due in the office, and five days later than planned.
  • Unpacking as one conducts a productive life is near impossible.
  • Learning to live, temporarily, without some of the basics of life isn't as difficult as I expected it to be.
  • There are many meals one can make, and eat, without the aid of modern appliances, cutlery, crockery or condiments.
  • If one is prepared to wrap just about anything in a lettuce leaf (Cos if available) then one can enjoy food made from at least five of the six food groups. (If you count mayonnaise as a food group)
  • Eating with your hands whilst leaning over the sink eliminates the need to buy dish washing liquid.
  • MB has completely lost recognition of who I am.
  • She loves her new life and is obviously happy and settled and most importantly, well cared for.
  • Butch is the rock that forms the secure base to my entire existence... I'd be hopelessly lost without her.
  • I have just returned from working in South Africa, Mozambique and Perth.
  • Brisbane is wetter than Melbourne... it all falls in a much shorter period too.
  • My house doesn't leak.
There you go... you're basically up to date
and so I will endeavour to resume posting
regularly.

Thanks for stopping by.

Cheers.


My new abode.
It's smallish, but it will serve me well.

7 comments:

Anne said...

I don't even know where to start. I'm so very sorry about everything except your attitude. You bear your injusticies well and I greatly admire you for keeping your integrity.

I hope it all feels normal very soon and am glad you have Butch there.

I have misplaced your e-mail address and was trying to write you a letter. Do you mind sending me a note so I can send you a proper note?

Thanks.
Anne

Bear said...

Anne:
Hello Anne, thank you for your kind words... and although intact, my integrity does have some dents in it I'm afraid.

As for Butch, all I can say is that I'm very lucky to have her by my side. Her support through my tribulations has been amazing.

I sent you my condolences after your last post, using your 'superwriter' email address,. Did you receive it or is that no longer a valid address? I'll check what other address I've used in the past and try that.

Cheers.

Anonymous said...

I am sorry to hear you have had so much to put up with, but Anne is right - your attitude is admirable.

I really like Brisbane, although it is a little hot for me; and I know you will love it there. Your house looks perfect.

Wishing you all the best, dear Bear!!

groovyoldlady said...

Good gravy, you've been through the mill lately! I've missed you! I'm glad you're settled (somewhat) and back here in blogland! I'm sorry about all your trials! Hopefully things will go more smoothly now while you get a respite!

I also hope I overcome this vastly annoying love affair with exclamation marks!

Updates here:

My m-i-l was just diagnosed with Parkinson's, my 8 year-old has orhtodontic headgear (and is not happy about it), I am in fullblown training to be a Search & Rescue worker, my son is either up for a BIG military promotion OR he's getting out of the Army early - we won't know which until this weekend, my mom is taking a vacation and I'll be cat sitting, my grandkids are coming to visit today, The big storms here are producing rain instead of snow, our family has left our church of 17 years (on good terms) and found a home in a smaller church, and...God is still in control!

Bear said...

Selma:
Thank you Sel... the people in Bris are nice and quite friendly, they're far more polite when they drive than Melb and of course Sydney... but I don't like the weather so far.

The house is nice and it's located in the outer foothills which makes it a nice haven for getting away from my busy working life.

There are things, and of course people, that i miss. But I'm on the road to the future that I want and that made it possible to make the move.


Groovy:
Oh Groovy... I've missed you too my dear.

As usual you have so much going on in your life... orhtodontic headgear, although I know what it is, I've no experience with that and had to look up images to take a close look. The one thing I noticed was that all the kids wearing it had a smile on their face, or was that because the gear makes it impossible to form any other expression regardless of mood. I hope your son's getting out of harm's way if not out of the Army. Search & Rescue? Seems a natural progression from the spiritual 'search & rescue' you've done through your life. Although I'm not sure being physically rescued by you would be all that good... well with a broken and bruised body, the last thing I'd want is a Groovy Rescuer that just makes me laugh and place me in even more pain.



Thanks guys for popping in the minute I popped my head up, I really appreciate it.

Cheers.

LL Cool Joe said...

I just popped over from Gypsy's blog to check out yours and can see that you write from the heart too.

I like your new home. :)

Bear said...

LL Cool Joe
Hi Joe and welcome to my humble abode... I've seen you and Gypsy commenting back and forth.

Thanks for your kind words.

I'm not a very disciplined member of the blogosphere, but I will drop in to your place and say hi.

Cheers mate.