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I decided I would walk back to my Hotel that day, even though I had spent all day and most of my money shopping and my shoulders were aching from the weight of the bags. Flagging down a tuk-tuk would made the trip quick and easy and with the unbearable heat rising up from the sidewalk and bouncing off the city walls and radiating down from above it is a wonder I chose to walk that day but at the time I decided that I would like to wander through the alley ways and stalls and nod my head in greeting to the people of Sukhumvit Road and thats all it was at the time. But it is only in retrospect that we see the significance of seemingly small decisions such as these. We don’t realise how our preferences, no matter how small, act as the fingers and the palms and the curves and the creases of hands to clay on a spinning potters wheel. Every single movement, no matter how slight changes the shape of the clay… just as every step favoured over the other, or every appointment made in favour of the previous day, or the day after can alter the shape of our life.

And so with choosing to drag those heavy bags upon my tired shoulders on weary legs through the streets of Bangkok that day I didn’t know that it would mean meeting him, and in meeting him, I didn’t know it would change something in me for the rest of my life.

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Lord give me strength to write this in a way that the reader whose eyes are scanning over these words right at this moment will see the heart behind the fingers which writes them and may their own heart love the woman whose story I am about to tell…

This happened to me today. This story I am about to tell you unfolded in my own home not even 4 hours ago.
Here goes:

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Life is beautiful

November 28, 2012 — 112 Comments

Gold Coast, QLD – Ulladulla, NSW
2 young boys, 1 gal and one hell of an adventure.

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I thought I would touch base as I haven’t posted in a long while now and have also got emails and comments going un-replied and I hate ignoring the site but I wouldn’t do so for no good reason…. I am moving house!
This little lady all on her own has taken on the task of moving herself, two boys and everything she owns to somewhere new. It’s easier said than done I can tell you that much.
I have also pulled a typical Vanessa move and decided that I will not be getting a handy man in to do all the scheduled maintenance and repair jobs, but rather, I will do it myself thank you very much. So I am sunburnt and very exhausted at the moment from spending the last several days in the sun working away at jobs designed for strong, male hands, lifting things too heavy for my skinny, quivering little arms and learning how to fix the lights one electric shock at a time.
The interesting detail about this whole move business is that I don’t actually have a place to move into yet…..
My lease is up on the 4th of December (yes, this year…. yes, less than 6 days away) and I have to be out by then.
The thing is, it seems to be a lot harder to find a home in a safe, affordable area than I remember…

I have found a few good potentials, and then hurriedly binned my application when I saw the neighbours. One sitting on the front porch smoking a filterless cigarette and wolf whistling at the children and the other? A woman carrying what seemed to be the worlds obesity epidemic in its entirety on her shoulders while she screamed in the house ‘Honey Boo Boo you git yer butt down here we got to go get us some more of them leaflet bundles so we can get snippin them coupons so we can save MONAAAAAAAAAAAAY’

Sure the rent was reasonable… but you know…

So that’s the dilemma. Moving in a matter of days with currently no forwarding address. But you know what? I’m not worried because it’s going to work out just fine, I know it. And if it doesn’t, well I will just tell the kids that we are going to go camping for like, a really, really long time.

So thats the news. If anyone owns a home on the Gold Coast and wants to just, oh I don’t know, GIVE IT TO ME, then please feel free to contact me. Otherwise you all enjoy your week and pray that the next post I put up isn’t while stealing the wireless internet from the Macdonald’s while I sit it a cardboard box, warming my hands on the burning tire pile and hissing at the stray cats. 🙂

Love you all

UPDATE: An hour after posting this: This happened….Life is beautiful