We're here, the house is setup and I still have a few days left of holidays before I kick things off in the new office. In the meantime, here's some of my highlights of the new place including the skate ramp and the place when I go to hurt my legs every couple of days..
The walk to the door begins with an extreme angle. Don't let this seemingly gentle slope fool you, it's more of an angle than you expect. So much so that Wifey scrapes the front of her Lancer every time she comes up or down (with means there's no hope of the front bar staying on the Stagea then if I ever park it down here.)
I tried walking up it in socks last night and failed miserably. It's the bane of anything lowered, delivery people and me after leg day. Still, it does create a nice sunken front garden to the right of the slope and as soon as I find a cheap BBQ, I know where I'm putting it.
(Also a shout out to whoever delivered fish and chips to our place the other night! Sadly it was the wrong address and by the time we got from the pub, they were cold. Still, the free coke was a bonus so cheers!)
Welcome to the House of Pain, aka the OctagonAl, Named thanks to my brother, it's now become my no frills workout area where I grunt, groan and occasionally lift a weight. The goal this year is to not stop the fitness a couple of months into a new year like I usually do. Of course moving interstate does not help this grand plan one single bit but that couldn't be avoided. Now that it's setup with my usual choice of fitness torture devices we're back in the (kettlebell) swing of things!
(You can see how things are going workout wise by following me through Instagram or get even more of an in-depth look at the iron being thrown around via Fitocracy.)
You can't write/blog up a storm without a dedicated messy writing/blogging area and the Bastard Desk is the heaviest $30 I've spent in a while. Bought from a woman who didn't want to wrestle it all the way up to Darwin, unfortunately I couldn't find all the unlocking screws to part it into the wagon (and she had no idea how it went together either) and so together we had to haul this bastard (hence the name) through some tight hallways and into the back of the Stag (and it just fit too). Luckily when I got it home, I found out the proper way to take it apart.
Unluckily, I still had to walk all the pieces down the driveway pictured above myself..
Of course after I put it together, Wifey pointed out that I had forgotten to install the 'feet' on it and this explained why the chair wouldn't slide into the opening. A bit more wrestling with the bastard and now the feet are on.
The plan is to use it for further book writing, more blogging and other projects and when I'm done or we move it again, I'm just going to set it on fire. That'll be far easier than trying to take it apart and moving everything again..
More house highlights coming soon!
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