It's Only Paperwork

I am currently trying to organise moving house while my husband is thousands of miles away and various large companies are making my life very difficult. I don't think it's possible for me to cry at anyone else on the phone, I seem to have covered most bases at this point, my list includes my husband, 3 friends, my mother, Pickford's, my husband's soon to be ex-boss, his new company...

So, all in all not a great day! I'm supposed to be moving us a couple of hundred miles north on Friday and currently don't have a house confirmed (references awaiting) and the removal firm have cancelled.

However, as my husband's boss said, "don't worry, it's only paperwork".

I think I might stay living here.

Going To Be Trouble?

Unfortunately my husband is a bad influence on all the people in this household. The other day I heard myself saying one of his less PC comments to my 9 year old son, having told him something 3 times without him hearing I called him a 'deaf-aid' to which he replied (quick as a flash) "Mummy, what you need is a mouth-aid". That boy is going to be trouble.

Overheard Conversation

Walking home from town earlier I overheard part of a conversation. Some teenage girls were in the park discussing their 'real Dad's' and 'step-Dad's' less than perfect bodies, one states "my step-Dad looks like he's pregnant man".

Sometimes I love living in this town.