Monday, May 31, 2010
Ok, so I have been so revoltingly sick, I am now nearly fully deaf in one ear and have much diminished hearing in the other, but I am finally feeling better. Well I imagine I am still more than a little short tempered, but I am trying. Yes I am. I AM OK? SO shut up. We have had a flurry of interest in the house since being back on the market, and despite CLEANING being the most HORRIBLE thing to face when you feel sick, it's satisfying and hope-inducing that interest is still good. Our agent called us this morning and said that we were definitely getting two offers in today (A BIDDING WAR HAS BEEN OUR DREAM) and there is still another inspection this afternoon, so who knows - maybe we will get more than the original and failed offer. A greedy girl can dream, right?
Meanwhile, parenting is totally kicking me in the face at the moment. Rubes is just hard to get along with, everything is drama and naughtiness. For example she will wake up in the morning and call "MUMMY! MUMMY! MUMMY!" until I get up and I go in to her room and as soon as I walk in, she pretends I am not there and has a conversation with her doll Pia instead. I say to her, "good morning, do you want to get up?" She either ignores me and pretends I am not there or says "No". So I say ok and go back to bed, but as soon as I make motions to leave the room, hysteria and tears set in, but the same thing happens when I turn around and go back in. If I try and pick her up, she kicks like a banshee, wails and cries. So, I say, ok, you play in your cot, Mummy is going to lie on the floor with a pillow and go back to sleep, just let me know when you want to go downstairs for breakfast and she will then stand up in her cot and throw everything from her cot at my head. I usually get sick of it all, so fish her out of bed with much drama and tears, until the temptation of something downstairs settles the tears. It goes ON. LIKE. THIS. ALL. DAY.
While we are here, I also wanted to share with you my MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TIPS for cleaning up milk vomit splatter-sprayed over the carpet:
1. Wool mix is GREAT for cleaning, it cleans really well, is gentle on the carpet and the eucalyptus smell covers the underlying stench of vomit.
2. Did you know that the gag reflex is surpressed when you smile? I am quite serious. While you are picking up chunks, GRIN as you do it, because it will remove the need to sympathy chuck.
3. Remember you DO need to wash any chunks from clothing before putting in the washing machine, or else you will be scooping that pulp from the bottom of your machine.
In some good news, it's hard rubbish week in our suburb and I have been on the lookout. I MISSED out on a male mannequin sitting across the road (I was going to call him Manny), but I am alert and am going to get in to the good stuff early.
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