RDP: Normal


A Day In The Life

I wanted to write to this topic without going on about you-know-what. What is normal for us changes over time and always will.

Six months ago a normal day for me involved working at the Op Shop in Geeveston which I did two or three days a week for about three years. My day usually began with me being picked up by my friend Karen at around 8:30 am. The day was spent unpacking and sorting and pricing donations, putting things out on shelves or tidying them, serving customers, and carrying rubbish to the skip bin. There was also a lot of talking, laughing and eating.

Geeveston Op Shop.
Outside the Geeveston Op Shop.

Ten years ago a normal day was getting up at 6am and catching the early bus to Hobart to my cleaning job at a Hobart hotel. A day spent making beds, vacuuming carpets, washing dishes and cleaning bathrooms. At the end of each day, I looked forward to the long bus ride home that took me from the city to the country.

Twenty years ago a normal day was doing the same thing but in a hotel in Adelaide. A regular part of my day was walking through the Adelaide parklands to North Adelaide to get to work instead of getting the bus.

The Torrens, Adelaide 2016

Thirty years ago a normal day for me was going to work at my job at the Adelaide Railcar Depot where I cleaned graffiti, picked up rubbish and cleaned the insides and outsides of railcars. I did that for about twelve years so it felt very strange to stop doing it and do something else but I got used to it.

My former work place. The Raicar Depot on North Terrace, Adelaide

I guess that the moral of this story if there is one, is that nothing lasts forever and there are many kinds of normal. We lose people we love, we move away from friends, we leave jobs, but we adjust and carry on.

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. My current housemates are Cindy, my 14-year-old Staffy-Lab X dog and Polly the world's most unsociable cat who is seven.

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