At the risk of whining, the reality of this short settlement and the moving company coming at 8am on Tuesday has hit with vengeance today and I’m not far off a quivering mess. Another rainy day and school holidays has meant the kids craft is covering the living room and when combined with Mr Incredible’s DVD and CD sorting it’s out of hand. There is not one clean room in the house and every table seems covered in yet something else. I honestly feel like getting a bag of garbage bags and trashing whatever offends my tidy soul. This is not how one moves house. Chaos is reigning.
Notes:
- think of something good. think of something good. think of something GOOD!!
- I’m sure days like this are normal, right?!?
a life of less regrets 