Such aching feet… dying to sit down, but all the furniture is in the moving truck.
Category Archives: The short of it
Short posts. Sort of like status updates.
Thumb
Just discovered younger daughter has a hairline fracture in her thumb. We were tipped off when her thumb swelled. But the biggest tell was when she stopped being her usual chirpy self.
Dirt.
As if it’s not enough to be moving and cleaning the house all in the same day, I then have to go and mow the dust. I mean lawn.
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Moving
Today we move house.
It’s an arduous process.
Foot Massage
I just had the most brutal foot massage.
It was awesome.
Forms
Mountain of forms beside me to be completed. Set myself absurd goal of filling out all forms by 11pm. Let the pen-frenzy commence.
Supervision
Tough day today, supervising the kids outside.
Sad
Eldest daughter is a brand new great big 5 year old. Apparently this makes her old enough and wise enough to understand the concept of moving house. Because of this, today is not a happy day.
Things cheered up a bit when we reassured her that we were taking all our things with us. I think she thought we were going to live in that huge empty house that we had looked at, with no furniture in it. To be fair, that would make me cry, too.
Fatigue
No really, not tired at all…. I can go on for hours…
Amateur
Can you tell I’ve had no training whatsoever for cartooning? Other than whatever drawing skillz they teach in Year 9 art in high school. I think I hide it well.
Coincidentally, this is an accurate representation of how “together” I feel first thing in the morning.
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