cndrewdrvr8's Blog

At the moment we are living with people in South Canterbury as a result of the Christchurch, New Zealand earthquake (22/02/2011). It has been good up until recently, I now don’t want us to stay in this town. There’s an old grump at this place, and I can’t stand his guts. He moans when I get up, and I’m sick of it. He’s a real traditionalist, rigid routine, and I am now feeling I can’t enjoy life in this house or town no more. I hate this town as everybody seems to know everybody, and I can’t stand that – I sometimes like to hide and be discreet. This morning the old grump has got to me. I’ve made up my mind that the only socializing between me and him will be the short time it takes to have tea in the lounge each night. I’m going to close off to the people of this town other than my close friend who lives with me. I wish the money form Christchurch would come through – I now want to live in Dunedin. One other reason for this – I don’t like the swimming complex here – an old fashioned lane pool, nothing else. I miss the recreation centers with full facilities. The pool in Dunedin is excellent, and has everything in comparison with this. I don’t mind that there’s no steam or sauna – the spa pool is excellent. If we stay here – I will not swim until the new complex here opens in the middle of 2012. My only real interests here are art, photography, and this site! I do not know how I’ll sort this out as I can now see why people don’t want to go home once they’ve left. I no longer feel I’m living my life – I want outta ‘ere. If it wasn’t for this old grump, (who I wish would drop dead), I might just be able to put up with this shit hole of a town. I don’t know how this will be sorted out. Wish me luck! I have been to the emergency unit here more than once for help – I don’t want to end up in there even though the staff are great. Basically I wish I’d been killed in the earthquake – my life’s not working out no more!

‘Twas downtown the other day, just walking along, I passed the antique shop, no intention of going in. A voice in my head said “You never know what you’ll find!” So, I went in. Sure enough – I found a tick-tock, (old wind-up alarm clock), looked so cute – I thought “You’re mine!” I was so pleased to have found it, I hadn’t bought any clocks for awhile – it made my day. I don’t always get these hunches, but when I do – I listen ‘cos more often than not – I’m right! I’ve been interested in clocks ever since I was a kid, and have always dreamed of having a large collection. I’m on my way as I’ve well in excess of 150 clocks. Not only bedside alarms, but mantel clocks with all the bells and whistles, even a mystery clock, and goodness knows what else. All this survived the Christchurch earthquakes of 2010, and 2011 undamaged! What a job it was packing them and shifting them when I shifted out of Christchurch after the quake of 22/02/2011. The only reason they didn’t get damaged like thousands of dollars worth of vases I had was probably because I had not organized them. They were sitting on the lounge floor, and packed in cupboards. The amazing thing was – most of them were not on the ground floor, up on the second and third levels of the place! I am fascinating about this as I write as timepieces are my true love. I’ve also a number of watches that were in a drawer and the same story – no damage! I will admit to having physiological problems with the memories. This is the first time I’ve    fascinated about those events. I think writing this has helped my mind.

I’m living in a house where people call you for a drink, or say they’re going to make a drink. Half an hour later – the drink still hasn’t been made and you’re sitting in front of the TV. I’m getting sick and tired of this because I leave my work to go out to the lounge for a drink. I have art and creative writing I want to get done as this now is my main source of income – I’ve set myself up to do this. I haven’t got time to sit around in front of the TV watching crap I’m not even interested in. When my friend and I manage to get another place of our own – I never want to see another television, I’m sick of the way it rules people’s lives. I’d rather not be called for a drink – I’m getting that I’ll just drink water as I want to get back to work. I’m at my happiest when producing stuff. This situation came about because of the Christchurch (New Zealand) earthquake (22/02/2011) as I was medically unable to stay in Christchurch. Looking back – I now wish I’d had the guts to take a similar chance in 2000 when I had to chance to set myself up in Auckland New Zealand. I had to set myself up in business because my job in Christchurch could not transfer me down south were I now am. When push came to shove – I was able to take a chance. If I’d of had the guts in 2000 – I would not have gone through the September 4 earthquake last year and the second massive earthquake this year. If that had been the case – I wouldn’t have the medical problems I have now. I HATE YOU CHRISTCHURCH – I would not recommend living in that shaky Hell! This drink business has brought me back to my anger about not having the guts to take a chance before now. I’ve written some stories on this site about 22/02/2011, and one of them, (I can’t remember which one without looking it up) is about Hell, and I can’t go back. You now know where Hell is! When I’m so busy creating I don’t think about it much, but now I feel I have to get it off my chest again. ENOUGH!
 
Venting my anger like this seems to calm me down. Rather than writing it and saying to myself “That’s how I feel and deleting it” –I thought I’d share it with anyone who’s interested in reading blogs. I now feel I’ve made it worthwhile. I’m lot calmer than when I started writing this. Thank you for reading it.
 
The crux of the issue is I want my own space back. Things move too slowly when you’re in this situation.
 
Any suggestions or comments are welcome. You can also message me if you want to and I’ll get back to you. I like to talk about life.