This wedding planning is exhausting. I didn’t spend this much time planning my own wedding, but my little sister is dear to me and I want her to be happy. It’s not like she’s being demanding or anything, the problem is planning such a huge wedding. Her fiance is Indian and has a huge family. All of them will be attending so there is going to be a lot of planning to do if this wedding is going to be done right. I’ve still got to book the winery tour for the honeymoon. I have to make sure that some of the traditions are met while still keeping things relaxed enough for everyone else. The food is a big part of Indian weddings, all the relatives bring a meal that they have prepared. You don’t need to cater an Indian wedding, the guests have that sorted out for you. The food is some of the best tasting you will ever have, the spices and the curries are incredible. The delicious food makes me want to travel. The bride and groom want a limo to take them to the ceremony, but the bride will then ride in on an elephant, talk about over the top. At least the limousine will allow them to arrive in style. I’m glad that I had the foresight to work out the wedding limo hire, Melbourne can get pretty busy in Spring with a lot of functions. I know that the groom is particularly looking forward to.
My sister has been in a lot of limos for special event, this will be the first time the groom and his family have been in one. I’m glad I went with a reputable Melbourne limo hire company. The drivers are going to be great at keeping the family happy. I’m taking my sister to the salon on the morning of her wedding to get ready. She wants to look her best and I can’t blame her, all those eyes on me would be nerve racking. She’s going to look beautiful, she looks like a model already. She will be simply glowing. Her honeymoon is going to be incredible, going on a winery tour of the Yarra Valley is something I’ve always wanted to do. She’s probably less nervous about this wedding than I am, I know she wants to be married as soon as possible. She probably just want to go on the wedding. I suspect she might be pregnant, but I can’t be sure. The way she’s been acting lately has me wondering, she is also looking very healthy. I would be happy for her either way. She got engaged last month, they said they didn’t want to wait to get married. It all adds up if you think about it, I hope I’ll get to be an aunt.
I see tiny feet in your future, stay away from frozen lakes.
My daughter works so hard for the world. Not just for herself, and not just for her family or her friends, but for everyone. She truly is selfless and kind. I love her to pieces and I want nothing more than to tell the world that she is my daughter and I helped to raise her. I’m so proud of her; I want to give her a gift. I want to make sure that knows how very happy I am that I have a daughter who has grown into a thoughtful and responsible adult. This is why I’m buying her a house. I know it sounds like an extravagant gift for a girl who is only 16 but she deserves it. It’ll be a modest house that needs a lot of fixing up but I figure it’ll give us time to spend together. We can fix up her house on the weekends instead of her going to parties with boys. A much smarter option if you ask me. I bought the place a few months ago, she is going to be so surprised. My name is also on the mortgage, just in case she needs help with the payments. I want the house to be fixed up a bit before I reveal the surprise to her. The previous occupants have not treated the house with respect, almost half the house needs window replacements, Melbourne just isn’t as safe as it used to be when I was a lad. I don’t know how they managed to damage so many window frames, some of them were aluminium! I’m going to replace them all with timber because I think it suits the house aesthetic more than aluminium. I’m pretty I’ll be able to organise timber window repairs in Melbourne this weekend. I’d do the work myself but I don’t have the skills or the tools. It’s winter so the once the windows are sorted out I’ll have to find out what is going on with the ducted gas heating, Melbourne is freezing right now and it’s only Autumn. I can’t work on the house while my teeth are chattering, this heating issues needs to get sorted after I tear down the inside of the house. It’s currently a three bedroom house but I think the rooms are too small so I’ll be tearing down a few walls to make a two bedroom. I honestly don’t see the point of having three tiny rooms and being cramped when there are smarter alternatives. I think the existing gas heating system might be salvageable, I know it doesn’t work now but I’m certain it will only take minor gas heating repairs, Melbourne winter is brutal and I won’t shiver through another one. I do hope my daughter likes the house, I’m sure she will, I just worry sometimes that I’ve picked the wrong area. If my father bought me a house when I was sixteen I would have been happy no matter where it was. Kids these days have all these expectations, it’s hard to live up to. Will my daughter be happy with the house?
I see fog, lot’s of fog. I see a happy girl who loves herself so much that empathy is an afterthought.
I get really lonely sometimes and I think that no one would really want to talk to me if they had the choice. I know that sounds dramatic but it’s true, it’s how I feel. The real conversation I have are with people who are serving, or people who work at the home. I would also like to think that I will be able one day meet up with my wife again in the next life. I hope that she will still be my wife when I am in the next place, whatever it may be. I long for us to meet again. I didn’t ask the funeral home, but maybe I should have. I wonder how much time has passed for her or if she will ever really remember me when I get there. I hope that she has not been lonely and I hope that she will still be happy, no matter where she is and what she does. Even if I never see her again, I just want her to happy. I will still be content just knowing that she is well. It doesn’t sound like much, but it’s all I want. I know that the funeral director will be able to help me deal with the coming day. I’m thankful for all the help and support I’ve been getting from the Perth funeral home. I worry that my family will not understand my grief, only because everyone keeps saying she had a good life. I know she did, that doesn’t make my hurt go away.I don’t really want to bore my family with the details of our great love. These kind people from the funeral home have been in my house for longer than anyone else in the last 5 months. My family doesn’t visit much anymore. I’m grateful for their care during this difficult time. My departed wife gave me strict instructions about cremations in Perth. She saw no point in being buried and having me visit that place alone. I know she has moved on to a better place, I just miss her terribly. I am thinking of selling my home and moving to a retirement facility. It would be nice to have some people to talk to.
You will find new love in a new home.
We had just bought our first home and although it was incredibly run down, we had big plans for a grand and beautiful house. In no time at all, my husband and I would have this place fixed up to be our dream home. It was going to be amazing, and I couldn’t wait to get started. This was the next step in our relationship, and it really felt solid. There was nothing that could stop us from succeeding at this, nothing in the world. We had managed to get a lot of the renovations done in the first month of owning the place. It had always needed a few coats of paint, the previous occupant had not weather sealed the exterior so the wall were chipped and marked. We needed to arrange to have some house painters come and fix the exterior. I don’t have the time or the inclination to paint an entire house, nor do we have the skills. We wanted to have it all done as quickly as possible by professional interior painters, Melbourne is a trendy place and we want our house to fit in. It was going to be a big job and we needed some reliable and trustworthy painters to help with the job. My husband and I knew it was going to be tough, but we were determined have the best house on the street. The neighbours had lobbied to have the house torn down, they believed it a blight on the face of an otherwise pristine area.
My husband had been speaking to a few different interior painting companies around Melbourne to find the best. Not only was he slowly finding out who to steer clear of, we were also finding out which companies tended to take advantage of their customers. It was interesting, talking to homeowners around the area who had been stung by untrustworthy tradesmen. I was glad my husband knew how to spot bad workmanship from a mile away. It looked like my partner had come to a decision about the house painting, Melbourne was just coming into summer which was perfect paint drying weather. When he hung up the phone, he turned and exclaimed that he had found the guys who will be painting our house. My only concern is over the colour of the interior of the house. What colour will bring us the most luck throughout our relationship?
A distant and cherished friend will answer a difficult question for you. The power to make the right decision is ultimately out of your hands this week.
When I arrived at the guesthouse I was so happy to be able to lie down and put my feet up. It had been an exhausting day of waiting at the airport, the flight, an hour train ride and a million phone calls in between. I had taken a few weeks off from work and considering no one else is competent I was still working on my holiday. I was in need of some time away with my family, who had decided to spring a surprise on me and stay for two weeks! A free trip was exactly what I needed. I had never been to Melbourne before and when work told me I was only needed for a meeting on Monday, I was excited to know I’d have the rest of the week to explore the famous city.
After a shower I decided to order some food for delivery, I was too tired to go anywhere. When the food arrived the guy looked at me weird and asked if I had left the water on in the bathroom. I was confused by the question and looked at the bathroom door. There was water leaking out from under it onto the carpet. I ran over and opened the door. Water flowed out at my feet and I noticed it was coming up out of a blocked drain in the middle of the bathroom. I told my family not to touch anything and that I would call for help. Two men in uniforms arrived, inspected the bathroom and told me it definitely needed drain repair, Melbourne had a lot of rain last night and the sewer might be blocked. Just as the drainage plumbers arrived I was told I could move to another room. While I gathered my things the Melbourne drainage contractors got to work stopping the water flow. I knew a little about blocked drains, this was going to take a while. There was a good chance at some point this place was going to need a drain replacement, Melbourne has some very old pipes. All I wanted to do was sit down and enjoy the first dinner of my holiday. Turns out it was more like dinner and a drama movie. Why do holidays always turn out to be a disaster? Will the rest of my holiday be relaxing and stress free?
A person you look up to to will guide you through a difficult time. There’s a reason to doubt yourself this week, don’t be cautious.
I’m in a bit of a slump. My house is in a bit of a slump. My TOWN is in a slum, and then not even a bit. So far as i can remember, it’s always been a depressing place to live. See, we’re on the very outer edge of Brisbane, not quite enough to be IN the city. You can sort of tell, in that people just don’t seem to care about anything. It’s a dead-end place, actually.
I’m a bin collector, but compared to those mobile skip people in Brisbane, it all just seems like a waste of time. People don’t respect the streets, so they throw rubbish everywhere. That in turn makes MY job harder, and I know it’s pointless anyway, so I don’t do it well. This leads to people being even more down because there’s rubbish everywhere. It’s a vicious cycle that can never be truly broken. At least not without some swanky bins.
And no one moves, because there’s no feel for it. You try, but you just don’t have the energy to work all of that out. It’s that, or people feel guilty for leaving the place behind in such a state. So I guess people do move away, but only because they’re the callous kind. The sad ones stay.
I’ve thought about being one of those Brisbane rubbish collection superstars that keep the place so tidy. But…it’s not for me. This is where I’ll be forever.
You may feel like you’re on a roll today, but the collision of Mars and Saturn spells trouble! Avoid change in your life- sometimes everything is just perfect the way it is. Your lucky number is SYSTEM ERROR 00100011
I like to think of myself as something of an entrepreneur and one who is not too bad at it. I get a stipend from Daddy and he lets me do what I will with it. This usually means that I’m free to invest in things that seem fun and don’t require me to do any sort of work. This time is different though. This time I actually want help with the company because it is fathers company. He has asked me to help him this summer but I think it’s mainly because he doesn’t want me lounging about the pool like I did last summer. I’m sure he gets sick of me taking up too much of the housekeeping staff’s time. Guess it is my fault that my rooms at the mansion are hard to keep clean. He has asked me to help him plan some additions to some homes that he wants to flip. It’s almost selling season and I think that he needs to increase the storage of these homes with farm sheds in the yard. Most of these properties are large rural homes with acres of land that are perfect for farming.
Sometimes I have great ideas that just come out of nowhere. This was one such idea, and I hoped that Daddy would take a shine to it. I was so surprised when he did and I was able to call up the builders to get started on the farm sheds, Tamworth residents are going to be excited by my ideas. Great property begins with great designs. I thought we might go with a nice dark wood to accentuate the green of the yard, and to give it a real earthy feel. Daddy was worried that the whole thing seemed a bit too “ethereal” as he put it, and this farm shed is sure to fix that.
The next thing to do, after the runaway success of the farm sheds, is to start thinking about granny flats, Tamworth has many elderly resident who could use one. I’m trying to attract families to these properties and I feel like a granny flat is going to be a welcome addition. People will feel more comfortable having a place to keep an eye on their elderly parents. I think I have a knack for this real estate developing stuff. I hope daddy gives me a promotion, as long as it doesn’t involve more work.
I like to sleep in. I like to sleep in a lot. I spend more time sleeping than I do awake and I’m quite happy about it. I spend most of the day sleeping and then come out at night like a nocturnal animal. I like the quiet of 4am, when everyone else is asleep it feels like I have the world to myself. I sit up and watch late night tv because I can’t sleep. I saw an interesting documentary about termite control in Mornington. It made me paranoid that I might have termites. I suppose I’m a bit of a shut in, I don’t like the company of other and much prefer to spend time on my own than with so called friends. My parents drop off meals once a week, I put them in the freezer and heat them up when I need to eat, which isn’t very often. I don’t cook for myself, I never have, it doesn’t interest me. I eat only when I have to, I find no joy in stuffing my face with food. My mother also picks up my laundry when she drops off the food, some might think I’m taking advantage of my parents but they like doing stuff for me. I used to be married, I used to have a wife, but she left, and I got sad. She probably wanted to get out and see the world rather than stay inside all the time, I can’t blame her. That’s when I stopped doing things for myself. One afternoon I thought I might try my hand at gardening. I don’t like gardening but it’s something different and I get to have some sunshine.
While I was out there I found a tree that looked really weird. I asked my parents to have a look and they said I might have a bug problem. They got in touch with a company that does termite inspections, Melbourne suburbs seems to have a white ant problem. I’m glad they called for me so I didn’t have to use the phone. Apparently I had white ants all over the house, they were in the walls and had collapsed part of the ceiling. The termite control guys would have to get rid of them fast before my house fell down. So long as I didn’t have to lift a finger I was cool with that. Dad told me they had some problems with their home in Brisbane. He had organised tree lopping Brisbane to come and deal with that weird looking tree. It was huge and I had no idea how they were going to get it down. Once termite guys had left I sat at the window and watched the tree be taken down. It was amazing watching the tree felling, they climbed so high it made me dizzy. I wanted to try this myself, I wanted to do what they did. I wonder if there are places you can go to learn these skills. I was so intrigued by the idea of living with my parents in Brisbane and learning a new skill. I wonder how long it takes to learn how to do stump grinding, Brisbane might even have some apprenticeships in the tree lopping field. I knew that I wanted to be a tree surgeon that day. My parents were thrilled and gave me money to get the qualifications I needed. Will I make it as a tree surgeon?
It’s not wise to consider help from an old flame. Give in to your suggestions, it’s time you considered the future. Money will be coming your way this year.
Let me start by telling you that my sister and I love people watching. We’ve spent days sitting in cafes watching people go about their daily lives. Sometimes we make up stories and conversations for people, but mostly we just watch. I find it extremely interesting to see people in their element, not knowing the are being watched, rushing about, passing people on the street without any human acknowledgement. I enjoy determining peoples moods judged solely on body language.
We sat at a new cafe this morning. It had only just opened up last week and we both wanted to check it out. We were both coffee fanatics and loved checking out new cafes. The cafe was opposite a beauty clinic, which made for very interesting people watching. We sat down and ordered our coffees, watching the people and the fashions on the street, and the one place we kept going back to was the Melbourne laser hair removal clinic. It was the most amazing thing to watch as women entered the salon and left. The difference in their stance, their confidence, their expressions was compellingly different to when they walked into the salon. It made me consider getting laser hair removal, I have always hated shaving my legs.
We finished our coffees and were both very happy with the quality. We decided to try some of their food, as it was getting close to lunchtime. I ordered a chicken burger and my sister ordered the risotto. Along with our food we asked for two more coffees. We sat at the cafe for another three hours, eating, chatting and watching. I often thought that sociologists had the best job, scientifically studying society. We decided to go for a walk up the street, on the way back we passed the beauty clinic and decided to go in for a look, purely from the way women left the salon, looking and feeling great. I inquired about bookings for laser hair removal, Melbourne was starting to heat up and summer was round the corner. It couldn’t hurt to have some nice smooth legs for shorts and dress weather. My sister does not agree with my decision to get a beauty treatment, will she ever change her mind?
Beware of unfamiliar faces, good people may not be helpful.
I moved in with my friend after my parents kicked me out. You sell your parents stuff one time so you can afford to party and they flip out. They’re going to miss me I just know it, sure I put them through a lot but they can deal. It’s not like I knew the stuff I was selling was a family treasure or anything, I was just out of cash. Now I have to move in with my friend and I don’t know how happy he is about it. He’s a neat freak and works long hours. I’m going to be the best houseguest ever, he’s going to be so glad he has me there to keep him company. I’m going to learn how to cook and make him a nice meal for when he gets home. He left a number on the fridge for emergencies so I call him every hour to chat. He doesn’t seem to want to talk much, his work must be more fun or something. I guess I should get a job someday but I don’t really want to. I would rather just enjoy life than spend it serving other people. The house was starting to get hot so I put the air con on full blast. It make a funny noise and then I smelled something weird.
My friend was not happy, he said to get someone to repair the air conditioning, Perth isn’t exactly the kind of place you can live without cooling. It sounded like my friend was mad at me, like it was my fault somehow. I didn’t do anything to the stupid thing. I’m going to ask the people who are doing the Perth air conditioning service if it was my fault. It’s not like I meant to break the thing, I was just chilling like I always do. I hope he doesn’t kick me out for this. At least air conditioning is going to get it working again, then I can make my friend dinner or buy a pizza. He should be thanking me for making sure his air con is working for summer. Is my friend going to kick me out?
You must come to terms with the relationship with your parents. Don’t wait any longer, take one step forward and then two steps to the side.