They say moving house is one of the most stressful things that you can do in your life. Whoever said that is one smart person. Everyone has a story about moving house. Things go wrong, mirrors and photo frames crack, the kids go feral and in my case my husband stresses out in a MAJOR way. I think this week I was close to a divorce from my Mr Stress Head. He's a stress head at the best of times, but this week - boy oh boy!! At the moment, I am meant to be unpacking and sorting but the thought of it all is all a bit to scary for me ;)
On a happier note, in between cleaning, unpacking and reconnecting power we picked mulberries. I loved picking mulberries when I was a kid and it seems that my boys loved it aswell. My wonderful friend and her daughter 're introduced' me (and my boys) to the fun of it all. We went back to the house and had ourselves a Mulberry Feast. We are off to the mulberry tree again tomorrow to fill a jar to give it to a friend for her birthday present.
Thats me sitting in the corner, moments before I found out that our power was disconnected. See, things go wrong.