Have I ever mentioned I hate packing? Unfortunately as this is our fourth move in 3 years, we've gotten pretty good at it.
We've made a start at getting organised this weekend: the boxes have been collected from a friend, packing tape purchased, first room approached. The playroom. We've sorted through the kids' toy boxes. They helped a bit by putting all their cuddly and soft toys in one box, while I constantly questioned them 'do you want to keep that', 'do you still play with that?' Then I and the Chief raided the other boxes and ruthlessly binned things, put stuff aside for charity, found missing bits, gathered together different parts of games and toys. Things are much more streamlined now. I have 2 bags for charity and one that quickly went outside to the bin so the kids wouldn't notice what we were throwing out.
And if you're wondering, no, we don't know where we're moving yet. We finally got our mortgage deal approved over a week ago, so this weekend we put an offer in on the house we've been considering. It was rejected right away, surprisingly because it was Juhannus weekend and we didn't think anyone would be manning the emails. But the agent got right back to us and said it was too low and we needed to submit our next offer with a special form. We resubmitted with a higher offer and she said again it was too low but that she would submit it in the hope that the owners would counter-offer. So we're now waiting.
But we're not sitting on our hands or putting all our eggs in this basket, I've also found 2 places that would possibly suit us to rent, so I hope to see those next week. We have one more offer on the house to make before we hit our decided limit, based on what we can afford, so if it's refused we'll just rent. We're not going to stress, though I would like to get this house. I am tired of moving and really don't want to do this again for a long time.
Being now 6 months pregnant there is a part of me that wants to nest, to clear the house totally and start from scratch, but it's a very small part. I mainly want to settle, plant out my veg that are in too small pots, set up the baby stuff, get Bump into her big girl bed. I want to find a home.
This week will hopefully sort this all. We want to give our landlords our notice to move for beginning of August. One way or another, this has to come together soon.
We've had a quiet Juhannus, Midsummer otherwise. Here's the view at midnight at our bit from either side of the house. The sun had just set, but twilight was still lingering and sunrise was due in less than 3 hours.
We tried to get out everyday but the weather was a bit changeable We went out for dinner last night at Cafe Carusel at the waterfront on the city centre's southern edge, Eira. It's hard to find some place that's open on bank holidays and Juhannus is a big one, but the whole seafront was jumping with people walking about eating ice cream, chatting. We then took the kids to a playpark across the street until way past their regular bedtimes.
They've been staying up quite late to get them used to sleeping in a bit in the morning. Foo's nursery is closed so Mouse decided he wanted to finish his nursery a week early as well, so I have no more school runs for the next six weeks and want to make the most of it.
Earlier in the day because it was raining, we filled one corner of the house with every cushion, duvet and pillow we could find to make a soft play area. They kept returning to it throughout the day and managed not to hurt themselves, so mission accomplished.
Hope you've been enjoying the solstice. Keep your fingers crossed for our house battles this week.