Would you love me for my money
Would you love me for my head
Would you love me through the winter
Would you love me ’til I’m dead
When building a house there is a truth universally acknowledged that one is guaranteed to run out of money, start to borrow from friends, and spend the nights stressing about how you are going to complete the build. This build is no exception.
Consequently, while traditionally we have always splurged on each other when our anniversaries comes around, this time we took a very different approach – we took pleasure in the simple things in life. After all we were building the Taj Mahal, a project requiring devotion and love, and that project had cost us financially, physically and emotionally and after a little more than a year building we had no spare change.
Its times like these that the love from friends and family to lend a hand and share in our moment reminds us how much money has very little to do with true joy.
So, we stayed at the mountains, worked on the block and then enjoyed some of the more finer foodie spots found from Leura to Blackheath. Personally I could not have found a better way to celebrate 10 years of a wonderful journey together.
Thank you for the memories Blue Mountains!