FRAZZLED: It's not really me, but it could be. Although - this lady should think she is lucky to have running water in her kitchen and somewhere indoors to cook her steak.
This week has been epic. My stress levels are sky high and I am self-medicating with wine as I type. There are no reno pics because it is dark by the time I get out there and I just want to get our lovely angels to bed.
I thought I was so very relaxed about this renovation thing, but not so much this week. The builders are kind of like the monsters the girls are obsessed about at the moment; in that they have kept advancing on us and shown no mercy. They came into our lounge.
That left us with three rooms all week - yes, three. And an open traffic lane to the builders'/monsters' power tools. Max was in heaven. I kept him holed up in one room until it was time for his nap. We should have gone outside. Oh, but wait. It was raining the whole day.
And our car has broken down, again. And I don't even like devilled sausages. It's school holidays next week which means NO KINDY.... I am shattered. There is no escape. Which sounds mean. But it is tricky with three littlies in a limited space... it will make me appreciate the space we will have all the more when we have it!
Ah, but here's the good stuff. Which I see now I am in a wine-induced haze (by myself seeing as Steve is working his butt off presently).
I will post some pictures of actual building over the weekend. And maybe the link to The Block audition tape.
Anna x
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A story about our bungalow renovation amidst the chaos that is twin 3.5 year-olds and a 21 month old.
Friday, 19 April 2013
F..............razzled
This is a picture of me at the moment, which is why I have been out of circulation.
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