So we’ve been trying to sort the house out in the last couple of weeks, ready to rent out, and tonight I had a glance in the toy room and nearly spat my tea.
How did I not realise that we have filled the house with so much shit?!
Here. Have a look. Don’t judge me.
I could blame the kids, but that would be a blatant lie 🙈
I’m a hoarder. I have a draw of doom. You know the one? It sits in the kitchen and contains anything and everything you could possible ever need (and more). Its so full, but the amazing thing is that if I randomly need something that’s in there, I can actually find it 😆
I’m sure it’s not just me that has that draw. Is it? (And who am I trying to kid? Not only do I have a draw, but it also has some close relatives: the Cupboards of Doom 🙈).
We had a carboot sale, and STILL we have all this crap sitting in the toyroom. Jesus, I need a skip.
The plus side to this is that the kids have discovered their love of a Trip to the Tip! In fact on the odd “Mum, I’m so BORED” days of the holidays, we’ve enhanced it with an exciting trip to dump some of the crap we’ve accumulated. Throwing plates and small appliances from high up into a giant skip is very therapeutic! I highly recommend taking the kids to help. (Although be prepared for arguments as to who should be first in line to smash the microwave 🙉)
And… 71 days to go! 😁