discombobulated

It's weird to shift house, but not shift home.

Is it home here? or there.

And if you go back there, it's a Mess

and makes you want to never go back.

In fact its impossible at this point to imagine it ever feeling like home again,

and it's a drag to think we have to pack up here 

and unpack all that stuff again, ugh.

In the meantime, we love our wee temporary cottage

and being together here. The big kids pop in a bit too

and sometimes Chrissy stays the night. That's lovely.

I'm trying to stuff my brain with facts for my three hour exam

next friday. I feel like I'm permanently perched on my bed

writing, reading, researching.

It makes it harder to think about our other house

and deal with things that need to be one there

while I am fully trying to focus on the study.

In the meantime we are listening to lots of good music,

enjoying the sunshine and the change of scenery.

Reminding ourselves of what is actually important

and trying to look after each other as best we can.

Weirdly Reuben seems the least bothered by all the upheaval, go figure!!

Annie cries most days and wants her real home back.

I took her yesterday and showed her how her bedroom had no ceiling

I think that put her off a bit!!

In the meantime, discombobulated or not,

we are hanging in there!!