Unrequited Love.....

Ahhhh Newcastle, I thought it was a mutual affection.

We love you & were under the (perhaps mistaken) opinion that you quite liked us a bit too. We shared a really fantastic weekend together - shopping and chatting about mutual interests and passions. Passing the time of day together. Then we went home happy and content and a little bit giggly.

Hey I giggle when overtired. OK?

Then? The next day we find out it was all a bluff.
Maybe you were just toying with our affections.
Leading us into a false sense of security & contentment.
How embarrassing.

Sigh.

So we got to spend the afternoon doing the first coat of cover up in the rain instead of sewing or printing or doing something else more satisfying and/or worthwhile.

Ok sure I know it only takes one "little boy with teeny bits" to use a fluoro yellow spray can to deface an innocent bulding...I am trying to tell myself that. Trying to shake off the feelings of distrust & betrayal by reminding myself that the majority of Novocastrians are lovely & encouraging & supportive. That an extraordinary/disproportionate percentage of Novocastrians are actually incredibly creative; artistic & talented people who would never lower themselves to paint this shite on someone else's Property without their permission.

All in all I guess it's been a weekend of swings & roundabouts.

(That's just a nicer way of saying ups and downs don't you know!)

We got kept awake all of Friday night by the Bogan Neighbours From Hell. Literally got 45 minutes sleep. They decided to have a party. Consequently Saturday was pretty much a write-off. Above you can see a photo I took of the Local School's noticeboard on Saturday morning when I was a cranky pants.

That summed up the way I felt about the neighbourhood that day!

Then having slept like a content baby Saturday night, I did a lovely window display in the Shop Sunday Morning & felt back on track. Sunday was a really really lovely & busy day. Very satisfying & full of interactions with great fellow humans.

Wasn't even too manic about Monday morning signalling a return to my "day job" or "real job" or however you'd describe it.

And then Sean told me about the tagging of poor Darby Street.

I was way too cross to cry. So we spent nearly two hours dealing with that - thanks all go to to Sean for doing it! He had to climb the ladder because I'm such a klutz!! LOL

He gets to do the second coat of cover up tomorrow. Cross your fingers that it doesn't rain on him please.

Thanks for letting me vent. You know what actually? The good thing about today is that so many people stopped to commiserate with us about the vandalism & several even offered to help paint it out!

Actually Newcastle I do still love you after all.

xxx

PS. EnjYoy your week!!