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It was a big decision

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Weekly update letter

Dear family and friends

The property has been on the market for a week and we have already had a couple of local families coming through.  I hate this phase of selling up. You have to keep everything looking at its best and you can’t find all those day to day items that you usually leave laying around.

Whilst I would prefer to stay, Pauline does not want to live here after I am gone and I take solace in the thought of seeing her settled elsewhere whilst I still can.

From here, we will probably move into a retirement lifestyle complex where you own your home but not the land. The few we have seen look appealing with their community complex, cinema, bowling green and heated pools. As Pauline will eventually be there alone, she will not have to worry about maintenance and mowing and all those things that the elderly get tired of. She will be able to make new friends and participate in the village activities and hopefully enjoy her final years amongst friends.

It is a traumatic experience preparing to sell up and adopt a completely new lifestyle. As you prepare the place for sale, you remember your experiences running a hobby farm. You remember the cattle by name, learning to milk a cow, and drive a tractor, bale the hay, and all those other self fulfilling activities of rural living.

It seems certain we will have to have a clearance sale to dispose of a lifetime’s collection of stuff. The major items will be the Fergie tractor with a full range of implements along with a tandem trailer carrying a diesel welder and generating set. As for other tools, I have a collection that most only dream of having inherited my fathers and brothers stuff. I will no longer need 4 shovels and six electric drills and all the rest of it. Where we are headed, the tool sheds are about 3 x 2 metres so I’ll have to pick out one of everything to make it fit.

I’ll miss the geese shitting all over the verandah and raising their chicks and gathering the eggs from the geese and the chooks. Most of all, I’ll miss the property itself with its kilometre of creek and its waterfall below the balcony.

Should I be sad? I think so! With the finality of my disease in sight, what I think doesn’t really matter. The important thing is to help ease Pauline through our drama as best I can.



Written by Greg Naylor

15 May 2009 at 7:15 pm

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  1. Yep I have lots of good memories at Whitfield too dad. I’ll miss lots of things about it. Congrats on making a brave but necessary choice.
    I look forward to the positive new stories that will emerge at your next abode.

    David naylor

    27 May 2009 at 10:52 am

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