Are we there yet?
G'day all! Moving house for us is like one of those interminable trips you did as a kid. Are we there yet? No. Are we there yet? No. Are we there yet? No. Are we there yet? NO! Argh all right already, I want this thing over and done with! We haven't even moved most of the furniture or the boxes. We have no idea where everything will go and we've farmed out a heap of stuff to a lovely friend. This is the problem with moving from a place with three large closets to a place with one large closet and a coat cupboard. We have lots of shelving too. I think moving brings out the worst in people. It certainly does in me. I lose all patience with DH and get snappy, then apologetic, but honestly sometimes he just seems to lose all mental capacity, probably because he is stressed too. Google likes to snowify some scenes. Don't we have pretty houses to look at? We have a habit of buying a small place and stuffing it full of Stuff....