I know I shouldn't complain because I'm not enduring the stresses of the working week, nor the traffic on Hoddle Street, but I'm feeling particularly flat. I'm interrupting the chronological order of the blog for a bit of a whinge actually.
I'm sick of the big supermarket and never being able to find a park. When all I want is sultanas and sesame seeds and they only sell 100g of sultanas for 4 euros - they grow grapes in Italy, surely it can't be hard to dry them?!
I'm getting a little bit sick of the evasive stares from people when you walk down the street - I'm seeking out a simple buongiorno or salve, instead I get nothing. I realize that if I were in Melbourne this probably wouldn't bother me, but here it's really getting on my nerves
I'm really over the upwards and downwards looks from other women, mostly nonnas, at the school pickup, who seem fascinated by my attire, regardless of what I'm wearing. Whatever happened to the sisterhood?
Enough of the mothers who couldn't care less about you until they find out you're from Australia, then seem extremely interested in everything that comes out of your mouth.
Basta with the real estate agent who is always busy and can't seem to find the time to answer your calls, and doesn't apologize even when the gas has been turned off and it's day 4 without hot water or a stove to cook on...all because the previous tenant didn't pay his bills and he forgot to tell us to transfer the contract (not the case with water and electricity)
OK, so I'm feeling a bit over things at the moment, but I should definitely make note of the generosity and kindness from so many people we have met in the last few weeks, my whinge shouldn't take the shine off that, it's just that at the moment I'm a bit sick of rushing around and not knowing if Charlie is meant to stay at school after lunch, and then racing to pick up Sam on time because we're looking at cars 40 minutes away so we can stop paying car rental because our permesso di soggiorno has only just arrived....
I feel like things are so busy at the moment. It's like no matter where you are int he world, regardless of whether you are working or not, there are always things that make you feel like you never have enough time to get anything done... I'm really looking forward to starting yoga next week with Bruno, hopefully he'll set me straight.
Crazy? You’d be crazy NOT to feel a bit homesick and a little overwhelmed at some stage(s).
ReplyDeleteActually call me mean but the little devil part of me is glad that it’s not all beer and skittles, or vino and bocce. I’d be way to jealous ;)
Actually that is too mean and I didn’t really mean that.
To make up I’m telepathically sending you a little bit of home.
• Here’s 1,000 G’day’s to counteract all the buongiorno’s (or is that buongiorni?)
• Here’s a tub of luscious black Vegemite – big enough to bath in.
• Here’s a huge box filled with packet upon chocolaty pack of Tim Tams (they are banned in our house – too many additives, but seeing as all this is hypothetical we can only dream…)
• Here’s a room full of Twisties (ditto with the Tim Tams but what the heck)
• Here’s a wether report that actually tells you the expected temperature (don’t know about where you are but where we stay the TV never gives you numbers, just descriptive words like caldo)
• And here’s a big dose of Aussie beach bum style so you can hold your head up high amongst all that Euro chic.
Looking forward to your next blog entry, full of go get ‘em Aussie attitude!
Oh Tara, you made me smile, thank you so much for my lovely vegemite tub (Shane dropped ours and the glass broke in the bottom, regardless, we are still risking oesophogial cuts to enjoy its salty goodness on crackers - mind you, we are still at the top of the jar). I LOVED your g'days, they made my day, twisties are always welcome, especially to counteract hormonal wackiness, and your weather report was very welcome!
ReplyDeleteI don't blame you for being a little glad that I was feeling a tad homesick, I felt very indulgent and ungrateful writing it, but it was a heartfelt whinge at a low moment!
I shall get on top of my blogging soon, and you will soon hear all about Charlie's first day and the Fratelli Cristiani school :)
xxx
Glad the blues have gone and that you have Vegemite in the corners of your mouth ;)
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