Share Your World – 2015 – Week #9


Sharing My World This Week

 

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are? 

Hmm, that’s a good question. I have never been sure how somebody of my age is supposed to feel or act anyway. I think that I would be younger than my true age (57) but the difficulty I have in getting up off the floor after kneeling and the fact that I’m tired after the 4km round trip to the shops and back would tell me that I’m past 50. My hair started going grey early and I don’t colour it so that wouldn’t be much of a clue. I guess that in my head I’m really a thirty something with creaky bones.

Me aged around 30
Me aged around 30

Are you left or right handed? 

Right handed. I can’t claim to be ambidextrous like my mum was. My handwriting is bad enough with the right hand let alone the left.

If you HAD to change your name, what would you change it to?

I hope that I never have to change my name because I would forget what it was. Two names I always liked a lot were Natalie and Valerie so I’d probably choose one of those.

Where do you hide junk when people come over?

I hate it when people come over unexpectedly and see junk. My stuff, if I don’t have time to sort it out, generally gets pitched onto the table in the doll/craft room because I keep that door closed all the time. I just hope that nobody wants to see the dolls or that Hubby in my absence doesn’t decide to show them to anyone as he has been known to do.

His junk is harder to hide, books I can shelve, stamps and stamp collecting stuff can be returned to the cupboard where it is supposed to live but bits of old computers are an issue. I once carried five old monitors out the garage because he wouldn’t put them away himself.  If there is really no time to do anything else I pile up all the books and magazines neatly and just hope people will think they look interesting.

The lounge before I moved everything.
The lounge before I moved everything again.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

Last Saturday my sister came to visit, we’ve not seen a lot of each other since Hubby got sick. He was feeling reasonably well so my sister and I went to check out a few secondhand shops and gift shops in Franklin and Huonville and treated ourselves to lunch at a cafe. She brought down a doll a friend had given her for me and we had a nice afternoon together.

Next week, if nothing goes wrong, I’ll be going to see Australia v Scotland in the cricket World Cup at Blundstone Arena near Hobart.

image Bellerive Oval 2012
Blundstone Arena December 2012

Taswegian1957

I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.

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