Showing posts with label packing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label packing. Show all posts

Thursday, 15 March 2012

Helpful Monkeys

I have been sitting here for a while now thinking about what to write and for once I can't think of anything, so instead I thought I'd share with you a picture I took today, showing how 'helpful' my two little monkeys have been with the packing.

Monday, 12 March 2012

Packing, packing and more packing!

Been lost in a bit of a packing frenzy the last couple of days.
I really freaked out the other morning when I looked at my calendar and realised that we only have 2 and a bit weeks till we move and up until that point I hadn't packed a single box. So that is all I have been doing since then.
I have moved house more times than my age and it still never gets any easier, you think I'd be a dab hand at it by now.
Of course it doesn't help that while you are trying to get organised and leave the house in a fit state for the landlady to make sure you get your deposit back, your son suddenly takes a dislike to the curtains and curtain pole in the dinning room and rips them both off the wall!! But not just content with one room he then does exactly the same in his sisters room. Arrgh cross was not the word.
We have been in this house for 6 months and they haven't damaged a single thing, so why 2 weeks before we move does he do that?

On Saturday I did laugh at the other half though, he decided to have an afternoon nap on the sofa, never a wise idea with two little ones around, you could end up with all sorts of things shoved up your nose. Anyway why he was snoozing I was packing and I got really into it and manged to pack every ornament, picture and decorative item that we have in the house. So when he woke up the entire house was bare. Think he found it quite surreal, he went to sleep with everything normal and woke up to an empty house. That'll teach him for laughing at my cake lol. (See previous post).

Well better get back to it.

Saturday, 3 March 2012

Nervous Energy

I constantly seem to have that nervous feeling at the moment, you know that feeling in your stomach a bit like butterflys before giving a big speech. I know it's because of moving again and all the up-heaval that that entails.

It's H i'm worried about the most, with his need for routine. He's already showing signs of nervousness.
I compare his behaviour to how a dog starts behaving just before you go on holiday, when it knows that something is happening but not quite sure what and they start doing weird things like running round in circles. Well H isn't quite running round in circles but he is doing weird things. For example when I dropped him off at pre school the other day he wouldn't let go of my leg and started screaming 'Don't leave me mummy'. That was horrible and I felt awful about it for the rest of the day. He has never done that before and has always loved going to school.
His general behaviour has also gone from bad to worse, he screams at me, pushes me and throws himself on the floor at any opportunity. Couple that with trying to pack our house, sell our old car, buy a new one and arrange moving vans etc the stress levels in our house at present are really high.
I keep telling myself that it will all be worth it in the end though, as the house is ideal for us.

Phil is stressed to the max because not only is he trying to work but also make sure that this moves goes as smoothly as possible (If moving house can ever be a smooth process.)

Lj is the only one in our household that seems quite content just doing what she's doing, toddling around without a care in the world. As long as you feed her and give her a quick cuddle every now and again she's quite happy. Oh how nice that must be.

Thursday, 23 February 2012

Boxes, boxes and more boxes!

Looks like we might be moving again!
We have only been in this house for 6 months but I have found the house of our dreams. A lovely cottage with exposed beams and open fireplaces and a spare bedroom for guests, fab!

Just the thought of having to pack all over again fills me with dread but luckily we still haven't unpacked half our stuff from the last move so this time it should be easier, (We'll see about that). Also this house is only just down the road instead of 200 or so miles away.
The kids, no doubt, will be about as much help as they were last time, (unpacking the boxes as I was packing them) and screaming at me if I try to pack any of their toys. Oh joy!

Last time we moved they looked like this...

and now they look like this...

They change so quickly, blink and you miss it.

I'm going to have packing a house down to a fine art by the time we settle somewhere.
Let the packing begin.