When I get to spend money. The flooring in my sitting room is about to be changed. I didnt get the expensive one I would have liked but I couldnt justify it. Add on the paint and underlay and loads of money gone. Onto my toilet and a change of washhand basin. I have went for a teeny coner one in a shade of cornflower blue. Its actually a cute wee thing and £50 is a brill price me thinks. Ok so now I just need to find a plumber guy and it’ll be done. I’m thinking of getting my entire toilet tiled as I do know a tiler but tiles I’m not keen on. Its a simple solution to my horrible walls. I also need an electrician to put in my sunken lights in my toilet & hall. Hhmm and someone to lay my floor but I may have one fo them if I talk to his partner nicely. The painting I can cover with the help of teenager and kitchen blinds are being changed from wooden venetians to roman blinds so I can cope with them. I did resist a wonderful table lamp at John Lewis’s for £150. I would have bought it but I dont have any room for a lamp as beautiful as it is and the only one who would appreciate it would be me so no sale. That could change.
I also have my eyes on a wonderful kitchen table. The only problem is its pine. Pine tables remind me of student life. I think as a responsible grown up I should be perhaps going for something like a mahogany even if it is veneer. I hate having to pull out my 2 tables for dinner and it would be nice if we could all sit down together, at the same table. I will have a look about but finding a table for everyday use that sits 10 people isn’t easy and I have tried. Ah well at least the table can go smaller if required (haha) and it is big enough. Bigger picure is saying just buy it. O thank god its not lent.
Now all I have to do is figure out how to take my sofa’s apart and work out where the hell I’m going to put 3 large sofa’s when I’m getting my floor laid. How do you get recliners apart? They had to be brought into house in bits. Narrow front door means everthing is pulled apart. Even my beloved fridge freezer had the 2 doors off before it wouldn’t fit. My girls have until tomorrow to tidy there room. Its getting to the point where its just not safe and thats not an option. I have also decided that the 3 younger boys need a bigger room. Since the only bigger room available is mine I’m up for moving into there 9′ by10 and just have a bed. Only thing I need is a bed. My wardrobe would have to stay in there room. It does have lockable doors so they couldnt get to anything. Its either that or attempt to find a 5 bed house. The new estate being built along from where I currently live has them but whilst I live in a crap area its home. Everyone knows me. Maybe thats more of a reason to move than not. I dont know. I’ve put a lot of effort into this place but its only a space.
The answer to the tug of war question. Its funny. Many will think of it as losing but its in the perspective. You just need to let go of the rope. Its simple, effective and it ends the war. Parenting is a longer, slower process. Its a bit like living for me. I never see a day when I wont be parenting. Even when my kids are grown-up, I will still be Mum and worry. For me its back to chore and behaviour charts. Everytime I start them I give up. I need to be consistent and firm. I also need to let go of my own expectations and allow it a chance. That means the 3 attempts rule is out of play and patience is in. Its funny but when I started focussing on just keeping my sitting-room neat and tidy other places started being the same way. Keeping a space neat just means that cleaning somewhere else is something that I do without even thinking about it. Smart eh??