Fuck I am sore.
Every inch of me is completely and utterly fucked, and I feel awesome.
Besides a little ‘rest day’ on Saturday, we have been going pretty much flat out all weekend.
It feels like Old Kelley is almost back and I don’t know whether it is the fine Autumn weather (fabulous) or the end of a flare (can I get a HUZZAH!) or whatthefuckever I don’t care cause shit got done and awesome was had and well… yay!
As you are all aware due to my incessant whining, Maddie moved out on Friday
Me in the front passenger seat, Maddie in the back with 8 tonne of clothes, bedding and a computer.
torrential rain all the way down.
and we helped her and Ally settle in. It was heartbreaking leaving her, but at least there was sunshine, donuts and a chocolate milkshake with double malt on the way home.
Saturday was our defacto Good Friday where we indulged in the traditional sleep in and hot cross buns while watching a movie. FUN FACT: This year we watched Dallas Buyers Club about a dude in the 80’s with AIDS stickin it to the man. Seventeen years ago we were watching Philadelphia which was about a dude in the 80’s with AIDS stickin it to the man. Only difference is 17 years ago I miscarried all over our couch, this year I just spilt Pepsi Max.
Thankfully the mess came out of both.
Then we drank lots of chocolate Baileys. OMG GET ONTO THAT.
Sunday was Easter.
The night before.
MPS and my haul.
Easter Bunny visited Maddie and Ally at their house, so the only baskets put out were for Boo and Too. Boo was disappointed because Easter Bunny was a complete lazy arsehole and didn’t bother with the egg hunt for the first time in 20 years. Because Easter Bunny thought that Boo wasn’t that into it and was the only child in the house.
Easter Bunny went and had a little cry in the bathroom cause she is an idiot.
Then we went and picked up Too – who incidentally ALSO moved house on Good Friday – and went to MOTY and My Daddy’s house for an awesome lunch.
Pity she didn’t cook like that when we were kids.
A late dinner of cheese on toast and then we all passed out full and content.
Monday was the day for getting rid of shit.
And OMG was there a lot of shit.
MPS helped me pull everything out of the kitchen cupboards, and then while he packed up Maddies left over crap and squeezed it into our bulging at the seams shed, I sorted, chucked and restocked the kitchen.
OMG fucking Gah. I gave up after an hour of trying to match plastic containers with their motherfucking lids and chucked the rest out. Because, CLEARLY if I don’t know where its lid is, or where this lid goes, then I haven’t used the damn thing in ages and don’t fucking need it.
Like the 400 chopsticks that MPS was hoarding that I chastised him about. And then in the next 2 hours found at least 3 uses for some of them but they were already in the bin. Dammit.
I am still not sure if I actually NEED 12 mixing bowls, 6 colanders and 3 crockpots…
And now we are at the end of the long weekend.
We moved a child, sat on our fat arses and consumed carbs, had a family day with awesome food and cleaned the shit out of the kitchen and rearranged 2 rooms.
Even if I pay for it physically for the next week, I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect weekend*.
What did you get up to on the 4 day break?
Does anyone have a good system for storing ratfucksonofabitch plastic containers and their lids?
*Well maybe if Maddie didn’t move out…