Return of the Blogger

Ok, I'm going to make an effort to blog again.  Not because so many of you are pining for my words of wisdom but more in a attempt to try see if I have any.

Unfortunatley we have a new and dominating theme for the blog for the next weeks or even 2 months.  Today's magic word kids is MOVING.  Blah.  The owner of our house has decided to try and cash in on rampant commercialism and is reclaiming the house to sell it.  GOOD LUCK BUDDY!  That first inspection report showing what is usually referred to as electrical wiring is going to take a few $1000 off that asking price.  HA!

No, I'm not bitter.  Thank you for asking.

So today the packing has officially done.  I did one box.  Teddy one after having to re-do it 3 times.  Umm, sorry Hon, you can't pack heavy hardbound books in a box that's 2 feet tall.  No, YOU pick it up.  Oh, you can't....see???  No?  Just take the books out and but the rugby ball in.  Sigh....Boys are special....

Connor attempted to pack.  She got 1 doll about 4 inches long, 1 Littlest Pet Shop diary and and 3 stuffed animals.  Apparently she's not too trusting of me and thinks that I'm throwing it out.  I wonder where she gets this notion....could be from me threatening to throw out any toys I see left on the living room floor.  I least I know she can hear me.  She doesn't care what I say, but she hears it.

The house hunting has begun and we've found a place I want but 4000 other people want it so I'm trying not to get my hopes up.  Failing miserably but I'm trying.  We'll know soon and I have 2 open houses tomorrow and another in the works.  So we're not panicking yet.  By we I mean Ted.  He's fine.  "It'll work out" Tencza thinks everything will be fine.  I, on the other hand, my myself hyperventilating a lot.  I don't like change.  An odd thing to say from a woman who has moved enough times to be confused with being military and willingly moved around the world, but there it is.


Well, wish us luck, let me know if you know of a nice house in NW Sydney, within a 20 minute drive of Normanhurst Public School and whatever you do, save me your boxes and newspaper.