Well, June is whizzing by and for me, so far, its been a month of sorting out and tidying up. Not finished but certainly better than a month ago. I hate clutter and mess and the whole house needed a good seeing to, for want of better words........
I have got rid of loads of stuff. I am a bookaholic, but I was realistic and got rid of ones I knew I wasn't going to read or wasn't interested in anymore. Its almost sacrilege to get rid of books, but combined with the boys library that they had in their room we have got rid of over one hundred, and thats not including the fifty odd I got rid of a couple of months ago.
Sorted lots of household paperwork too. This had piled up to ridiculous proportions but its all now contained in a metal box. Ooooh, it don't have make you feel better when your house feels lighter and in turn so does your mind. Still more to do but its getting there!
Jake has been poorly since half term with an awful cough and he sometimes coughs til he is sick. I thought it was getting a little better but I was sat here last night at about 10.15pm when Jake shot past me with his hands cupped to his mouth. There was a trail from the bathroom (which is downstairs), through the kitchen, through the dining room, up the stairs across the landing and into the boys bedroom of lovely orange coloured sick.
Now you are going to think I am mean cos I really moaned at him. Not for being sick though, cos he couldn't help that, but for two other reasons. One, when the kids are ill they have a sick bowl. These are plastic pudding bowls which we then can just throw away and we have a supply of them for just this reason.........well you have to don't you when you have kids. Despite constant nagging, Jake didn't have one with him. Second, if you are going to be sick I think its best to stay where you are and perhaps be sick on something that can be washed, if nothing more convenient is nearer, instead of leaving a trail across every bit of carpet we have in the house.
I am not the worlds best sick clear-uperer as I end up gagging myself and usually Darren is the sick cleaner, but he was at work. So it was left to me. It does seem however much you clean, scrub and disinfect, carpet smells of sick for ages. I am soooo tempted to just rip it up and throw away. We don't have carpet downstairs just up the stairs and in the bedrooms, but I can smell it and I hate it. Yuk......bleugh......gag.......
Anyways, now that I have put you off your brekkie, I have to get these kids moving and sorted for school........
Oh Caroline! You had me laughing at your Yuk..... bleugh...gag comment! I could feel it in my own throat and nose with your wonderfully graphic description!
Have to agree with you though, I don't do sick either. Freya was a very sicky baby and still does go chucking chunks at times in the middle of the night. When she does guess what I do? Yep wake Will up to clean it up while I cuddle her!
Really hope Jake feels better soon, it's not nice when the kids are feeling under the weather is it?