This week has been a week for getting things done. I have posted off lots of applications for various things, had lots of meetings for my future, paid lots of bills, cleaned up the house, got the fire going well in the fire place, (it's still a little smokey in the loungeroom, hope I don't breathe it in too much) and even started packing up stuff.
Tomorrow is my last ever ever day of uni. I am not relaxed tomorrow until I walk out of the German class and then I am free for a while. Then a 3000 word essay on music, a spoken exam, and a written exam to go.
I'm going home to sign the papers with my new school, to talk about timetables and monies and band instruments and lots of interesting stuff like that. It's all stuff that will require a lot of work, but it's the work I want to be doing and now I am in control of it. I feel like THIS is finally where I can make lots of changes, teach a lot of people interesting things about music. I have all the answers this time cause I am in charge of the questions! And I will finally be moving into a permanant house that is mine. I can plan decorating, I can do a final organise of all the bathroom junk I have stored up over time. I have been able to do those things before, but always behind all the planning of how the house runs here has been the thought that it is temporary, it is only for a short while, so why bother? I'm going to take a car load of things home monday, and bring back a suitcase of stuff back.
Tuesday morning was a bit of a rude awakening. I had planned to get up about 9.30ish, and had still been awake at 2 am just doin stuff, cause I could more than any other reason, yet at 7am Jill comes running into my room saying there is a problem!!!!! Help!!!! There is water sheeting down the walls and out of the roof and the sound of water running in the roof from where the hot water system is. I ran outside in just a nighty, still half alseep and down the side of the house is a fountain of water with clouds of steam gushing from the side of the house. Apparently the hot water system had broken after Jill had her shower. I managed to spot a tap on a pipe on the wall and it turned off the water access to the system. I called the house owner and then the plumber and he came right over, (who would have thought that of a plumber in Melbourne? Nice guy!) and he confirmed that the hot water system was dead. He said it was a 'burst' hot water system. I think of explosions when I hear that word.
So bright and early this morning the plumber and electrition arrived to install a new one, (who would have thought that either in Melbourne?) and a little over 24 hours since the old one broke, we had hot water again. The beauty of this system is it is mains pressure hot water, not gravity feed like we had before. I have known gravity feed hot water systems before, and they are horrible! You feel like there is barely a dribble of hot water coming out of the shower head. Now, I felt like I was pinned up against the opposite wall of the shower from the pressure! We have a big shower head in there, and the spray spreads out a long way from the centre. With the gravity feed it felt like a big empty hole where you stand, I had to sway from side to side to get wet. That problem is fixed, but the water still spreads out, the shower head is too big for the space almost. It will take some adjusting to get it in the right space. And then I will move. And I have a better shower in the new place. No more shower curtains! DIE CURTAIN DIE!