As many of you will know, I returned from my trip to Malaysia on Sunday night.
As many of you will suspect, I wasn't quite ready to come home.
As many of you will have guessed from my social media updates, I returned to absolute chaos.
The house wasn't in too bad a shape, apart from the colony of ants that had set up headquarters in my kitchen, and the piles of dirty clothes breeding on my kids' bedroom floors. The kids weren't in too bad a shape, apart from the youngest having an ear infection, and the eldest having a bad case of I Hate Homework.
Sadly, though, there were some other issues.
For one, there was the small detail of there being NO INTERNET, for reasons no-one at Telstra could quite explain. For another, there was the even more minor detail of there being NO FOXTEL, because of an outage in the area which Telstra assured me had nothing to do with my internet failure*.
There was also the very small issue of me having no car. Having taken my car in for a small repair before I left, the car was, apparently, still siting in the service centre's garage, as no-one had bothered to get authority from the insurer. Helpful.
So I had reached the Tragic Trifecta. No car, no internet and no TV. Oh, and no electricity, because although it is connected, the staggering cost of the energy bill that was waiting for me precludes me from ever using electricity again. Which at least means I don't have to worry about getting the internet and Foxtel reconnected.
Still, it's lovely coming home. I can't think of any reasons why right now, but I know they're there. And at least I've got my health, right? Except that I did my back in on the long flight home, and I can't get out to the physio...
*It has since been confirmed to have everything to do with it
Someone did ask if it would go off, before it got eaten. She got an "are you fro real?" kind of look!
ReplyDeleteTrust that after a break from life you come home and are unable to resume said life because the necessities are unavailable. Thank christ for mobile internet!
ReplyDeletePost holiday blues..... I got them too. Urgh, nasty. Why can't we ever just return and life stay as perfect in reality as it is in our heads when away.
ReplyDeleteAs for Nutella.... you need to go to France, I don't even know how to describe the overkill of Nutella in that country.
I have an unopened electricity bill in my car which I keep forgetting to get out. Perhaps I should just leave it there. It might go away of its own accord.
ReplyDeleteSo now you can wait for the good things to come. Don't they say that good things comes in three's?? lol
ReplyDeleteWelcome home, Kerri. Glad to see that everything is as usual, at Chez Sackville......
ReplyDeleteOh dear, no internet? Your getaway sounded wonderful. I have been paying a little each week on my power bill so when it comes I don't die of shock, but I suppose if I died I wouldn't need to pay it.
ReplyDeleteBut the kids were thrilled to see you, right? And it was fabulous to be back in your own bed? And... and.... nup, I've run out. Coming back from holidays sucks. Run a bath, mix a cocktail and hide out in the tub until school pick-up. Reality can begin again next week. When you have a car.
ReplyDeleteI have long used a self-coined term to describe the sensory, emotional and practical assault that is returning from holiday. It is called "Re-entry is a Bitch!!"(c). Feel free to use it liberally. Or do what I did. When a holiday is on offer, politely decline and stay home as I am doing right now. No packing, no flight, no whining, no unpacking. The small compensation, as you may have guessed, is no holiday. HOWEVER...(HA!! I have prevented you from rearing your ugly head, Re-entry, you BITCH.) xxx
ReplyDeleteThere's no place like home... LOL!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you. 2 weeks ago the cooktop died, on Sunday the dishwasher died and last night the dryer died. I have pinched a nerve in my shoulder blade and right when I was reading your lovely post I discovered my coffee cup had cracked and was dripping all over my desk. Mind you, like you, if I don't pay the huge electricity bill then I won't need to worry about replacing those appliances.
ReplyDeleteSo fabulous to be home. At least Nutella is cheaper in Australia x
ReplyDeleteOh and on that note, I found a 5kg tub of Nutella yesterday! Sigh ....
ReplyDeleteNutella is easier to find in Oz than Malaysia surely... Totally worth the cab fare to the supermarket ;) Coz you can'y, you know, drive, or order your groceries online... ummm yeah, nutella.
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