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Home again?





Home again....that's how it felt... home again.
Back in London for a few hours.

A decision to go was made a few days before.
I thought it was just a joke, but it was true.

We tried to find a place to sleep, a place to park, and that was it.
I packed a bag, which meant I took a large bag and had almost nothing in it, decided not to bother about anything, and just go.

I didn't have the time for proper preparations, just got the address and phone number of a friend, in case we would have the time to visit her, and that was it.
We went there with a tight schedule of the check in for the boat, and the event in London, nothing more.

We, my para-son and I. And when the room we could get was for three, we asked who had the time to go with us, so my dance daughter jumped in. (With far less luggage than she carries with her on a daily basis. LOL!) Such a pity her twin sister needed to be at her job.

We left in the middle of the night.
I couldn't sleep at all.
Just left like I was going away for some shopping....

But I was going back... after 50 years.... going back.
Would I have the same feelings about the place?
I hate Rotterdam, I'm OK with Amsterdam, feel a stranger in Paris.
Would I feel at home again in London?

I went there with dad. Roamed the streets for hours on end. Visiting lots.
We even stood in line for the Crown Jewels (but not long) and I had some very strange experiences of knowing my way around the old neighbourhoods outside the center without ever being there, and we didn't have Google Street then.

But first we had to get there.
In the old dodgy car...



New kitchentap



Finally...a new kitchen tap.
I didn't enjoy the old one. It didn't close easily, the spout was too low and I didn't like the look. The thing didn't shine anymore soon after installation, and that bothered me too.

When closing the tap became difficult last week, the only problem was when to fetch a new one.
Well,,, we've got the new one.

For the last year I said that when a certain tap of the Ikea would be in the sales I would buy it.
But I didn't watch the sales....

So I was quite surprised to find at the site that the tap was on sale.
We enjoyed the 1 euro breakfast, had a quick look around, and waited a long time to be able to pay. But the coffee was good, no traffic problems, and at home the second son started the exchange.

The old tap was really rally broken. Not only the opening and closing mechanism was completely gone, the spout appeared to be broken out of sight, and the plumbing was as bad as the rest. It was leaking, because of oxidation and a bad connection.

Well, it's gone now.
The new tap is installed, and it looks wonderful.
Better: it works perfect.

Problem: there was so much stuff in the cupboard that I can't get it back anymore.
I don't think I want it all back. Why stuff 2 woks in there when there is a good wok hanging in the kitchen? It's one of those things the 'man' in the house left me to deal with.

Slowly the house is becoming more mine.
That's nice, but I want to move.
Yes, I'll take the tap with me. :)

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To do list



So here is the to do list.

These are only things that need to be done with the help of someone else or by someone else.
All those small things that need to be done are not listed.

When something is done I'll move it to the done-list, which will grow (I hope) under the to do list.




  1. - paint two walls in the living room
  2. - cut some medium trees in the garden
  3. - hang some photo's on the wall
  4. - do the tiles in the bathroom
  5. - paint the door in the living room
  6. - new lock on the back door.
  7. - put sand under the tiles in front of the back door (and fetch the sand first)
  8. - new kitchen drawer
  9. - Redo T's room (I've started)
  10. - New fixing system in shower
  11. - paint the kitchen
  12. - hide the bins in the garden
  13. - cut the large trees in the garden (needs a specialized firm)

Done:
  1. - get the car fixed (2 back tires) and cleaned inside and out. 
  2. - New tap in the kitchen (100 euro was 90)


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  • Me and lists



    Even though I'm writing about my bucketlist, I hate lists.
    I've never worked with fixed plans. With 6 children so many unexpected things happen, that one needs to be flexible.

    I managed rather well when the kids were little, but it brought the girls that came to my assistance after giving birth to the twins in the stress. They wanted a cleaningplan for the house.
    I didn't have one. Oh dear!
    My explanation: when cleaning the kitchenfloor is on the list on mondays, you're walking though the dirt all week. When a child undresses in the bathroom and creates a floor full of sand it needs cleaning immediately, even if it's done an hour ago. You can't wait until next time.

    And as I had no help, other than during the first time after giving birth to a new child, it was me who needed to do everything.

    The house was clean, a bit cluttered, but clean, and things went well.

    Now the kids are grown up and promise all sorts of things, things go wrong.

    I'm uncluttering the house. I've got the time now, and it isn't boring, because I had no time for 30 years. (Consequence of 4 kids with special needs).
    It's fun to see old photo's, find those child's letters with spelling mistakes, dripping with love for mom, the macaroni chains given with a big smile at other's day, and all those odd things one puts away in a corner.
    But I feel kind of imprisoned in my own home, not at ease anymore, and even though I want to move, I want things done.

    So I've decided to make a to do list here at the site. So the kids can find it and maybe that works better than mailing them.

    I've decided to take matters in my own hands when nothing happens, and they know that. Makes them even more inattentive. (Said that nice, didn't I?)

    Take for instance the bathroom. One of the problems in the houses here is that the tiles come off.
    I can glue them to the wall, but I can't make a nice white line in between them with that special mortar, or how it's called. I tried, and created a messy wall.
    Finally one of my sons came and did it. Oh no, he did half of the wall!! Half of the main wall, so in fact he did 1/3.
    The rest needs to be done....

    So you'll get the idea.
    What lacks is a man around the house. Or a woman who takes the man's job as her own tasks too.

    So don't be surprised that I won't blog for a while, when I try to rebuild a wall I demolished when trying to drill a small hole for a plug to hang a photo. OK, the walls are bad here, but still...


     
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