We all know that right up the top of the most common stressors in life are separation/divorce and moving house. Well, my lovely daughter has just separated from her husband of 17 years which of course, necessitated selling their house and moving.
Yesterday was moving day and today I helped her clean up the house they were leaving to get it ready for the new owners. My job was oven cleaning with the help of Jae, grandson No 4.. And those of you who know me personally know that I am very vain and careful of my hands and my beautiful nails.
But as a good mother does, I donned the rubber gloves and got to work. The result – a sparkling oven and a delighted daughter It was worth the effort. And wiping out kitchen cupboards and drawers was a piece of cake after that.
Then to the new house and the unpacking. That was still going on when I left around 8.30pm after dinner. I was pleased to return to my tidy little house. No boxes and everything in its place.
Never want to move again. Off to sleep now before going back again with my friend to dismantle and then re-mantle (is there such a word) the desk that won’t fit through the door to the study.