We have moved. PB did it. Three days. Ten carloads. A ute and a mate for the furniture. Cleaning the old place. It was a stellar performance but he has run himself down and has a gone back to work unwell.
Now it is my turn. The state of this new place is chaos. Boxes, books, bags, clothes, nappies, socks, surfboards, magazines and bits of random crap ready to jump out and trip you over. I feel so overwhelmed at the moment I can't see the beginning let alone the end of it. I tried to do some today with BB and managed to move two boxes into another room. She is not into organising this place. I have rustled up some family and friends to help out this week.
There are still things to be happy about. We love our new place, BB is feeling a little better, Ranunculus have come into season and tomorrow mornings breakfast date with Hayley is still on. And I can still take crap iPhone pictures to post here until my card reader resurfaces.