Wow, what a weekend. The amount of progress made on the house last week makes us realise that we really don’t have a lot of time left to prepare for moving into our new home. Assuming all goes to plan, we’ll be in relatively quick – reminiscing about the whirlwind adventure we’ve been on over the last 12 months.
To prep ourselves for what’s to come (and celebrate our one year wedding anniversary), we made it a long weekend and drove down the coast to Jervis Bay for what ended up being anything but a relaxing getaway. If you live anywhere near NSW, you’re probably very well acquainted with the storm we had over the weekend. Here it Sydney it seemingly paled in comparison to what we experienced in Jervis Bay. With heavy rain, and wind gusts topping out at around 130 kph, it felt as if we were in the midst of a hurricane.
Ironically, in a way, we are.
On our way out of town on Friday we stopped by the house on the advice of our site supervisor to check on the tilers, assuring the correct tiles were given to them by DiLorenzo and everything was being placed as requested. It’s a good thing we did. While most of the tiling was looking fantastic, the kick rail tiling in the bathrooms was being done incorrectly. Whether or not the tilers managed to fix it yet remains to be seen (they were the ones who let us in), but no worries – our site supervisor seems to have tabs on everything these days. We’re in good hands.
So with that, we jumped back in the car and headed south, for a weekend of what we thought would be surf, sand, and a great start to spring. Unfortunately, Jervis Bay was set to disappoint. Heaps of rain, and destructive winds brought a weekend that consisted mostly of sitting around in doors passing the time. But you know what? It wasn’t that bad. With life in fast forward, and the house completion looming in the not-so-distant future, it as nice to have a weekend where we did…nothing. Our Saturday consisted of nothing more than games, movies, and the odd new party trick we taught the dog. But after our long trip back to Sydney – the roads littered with debris – we realised we were right back into it.
The weekend merely transplanted us 150km south. We never really escaped the storm.