After weeks of pondering both the cost and commitment I placed the order for the chook house. 8 weeks later on a bright and sunny day a disgruntled delivery man begrudgedly trundled the six boxes down our steep and difficult drive.
Some girls dream about their weddings and plan for years the event in their head, fantasize about their dress, the day and all the details. For me, I always dreamed that one day I would have a beautiful home in the 'faux' countryside (the best of both worlds, feeling of country with all the benefits of living close to a big city!), I would have a wonderful loving family, dogs, horses, chickens. Some people hit middle age and satisfy their dream of owning a fast car, I guess my quest is to paint the picture I so long ago dreamed about. There is no other explanation, except perhaps ........ insanity?
Is my dream coming to fruition? Well yes it truly is, I have a fabulously loving husband who I adore and miss so much, five (yes five!!, even after several years Istill find the fact quite incredible) wonderful children all with their own dreams, quirky characters and strong minds. I'm living in a gorgeous part of the world in what will be, a beautiful home that will envelope our family with a feeling of peace, love, security and I hope be a haven for our friends. After the addition of the dane, Doris, we have more than enough dogs and now with the arrival of the chook house we are about to embark on another first, chickens.
The Eglu sat on the drive for 3 weeks, I was afraid to open it. Firstly the instructions required a posi no.2 screwdriver, a friend and 2hrs. The first two I could get my hands on but the 2hrs undivided attention eluded me. Plus this was it, once I fix the house, I need to get the chickens and already I am fighting for time. I know I have put myself in this predicament and it's a dilema that I have to play out because I wanted it, I ordered it and after all it was part of my dream right?
Part of my personal learning from this move is acknowledging when I am overwhelmed, recognising when to step back and learning to wait. This is quite a new concept for me and a personal challenge that seeps into all aspects of my life, accepting that I can't do everything, can't control everything. Pure and simple, I have to surrender to the universe's plan which is sometimes different to my own.
During the time the Eglu sat on the drive, we had torrential rain which resulted in flooding of the utility room and inner hall causing absolute chaos not to mention the fact that all the boxes from Omlet got soaked and collapsed into a mushy mess.
One morning last week, TeenageB came to me during the holidays and asked if he could fix the chook house. He had the posi, a friend and was committed so I thought why not, I definitely thought he would need my help and prepared myself that it would be half finished but he proved me wrong and made me proud ...
He has made his mama proud and a big thank you to the friend who was instrumental is helping get this job done. Boys, I owe you one, perhaps a wholesome breakfast with fresh eggs from the chook house following a sleepover at ours?
The Eglu is still empty but once the chicken pox have cleared up and the children are back to school, I will pop along to the local farm with my french speaking friend and try to pick up six little hens so I can keep my promise to the boys.