Well it’s been that time of year again, Christmas has been and gone and I haven’t blogged for a while.
The craziness of Christmas plus selling our house made me a tad busy. Oh and we hosted the Christmas brunch here – what was I thinking? Luckily it all ran smoothly… everything!
pompoms and birds nest in the chrissy tree
I have found that selling a house at this time of year is both a good but bad thing to do. The people buying have a massive urgency to buy, buy, buy and the market is so hot right now. The down side is in the whole “de-cluttering” thing. I like things. I like clutter.
The first thing that the agent muttered was “you will have to de-clutter quite a bit”………….. whatever.
So we did – our poor little shed, was busy already, but we de-cluttered, we pushed and shoved and crammed that little shed to breaking point. Hubby’s bikes (notice the plural) were balanced on the top of the mound of stuff and he would carefully extract them like it was a game of pick-up sticks. One wrong move and it would have been disastrous.
In all this we forgot an important box that we would need – that dusty little box that sits right at the back corner of the shed full of the Christmas decorations. I sent my skinny hubby in armed with a torch and his wits. He came out some time later sweaty, dusty and a bit grumpy clutching some lights and a couple of bobbles.
Home-made deccies it would be.
We scrapped together some wool, wrapping paper and pine cones and got busy. The girls had a lovely arvo painting the pine cones white and pink and I set about making pompoms and paper chains. It all looked smashing and we had fun doing it.
Oh and I love my new de-cluttered house – don’t know what I’m going to do with the junk in the shed?
OH… Christmas Tree
The craziness of Christmas plus selling our house made me a tad busy. Oh and we hosted the Christmas brunch here – what was I thinking? Luckily it all ran smoothly… everything!
pompoms and birds nest in the chrissy tree
I have found that selling a house at this time of year is both a good but bad thing to do. The people buying have a massive urgency to buy, buy, buy and the market is so hot right now. The down side is in the whole “de-cluttering” thing. I like things. I like clutter.
The first thing that the agent muttered was “you will have to de-clutter quite a bit”………….. whatever.
So we did – our poor little shed, was busy already, but we de-cluttered, we pushed and shoved and crammed that little shed to breaking point. Hubby’s bikes (notice the plural) were balanced on the top of the mound of stuff and he would carefully extract them like it was a game of pick-up sticks. One wrong move and it would have been disastrous.
In all this we forgot an important box that we would need – that dusty little box that sits right at the back corner of the shed full of the Christmas decorations. I sent my skinny hubby in armed with a torch and his wits. He came out some time later sweaty, dusty and a bit grumpy clutching some lights and a couple of bobbles.
Home-made deccies it would be.
We scrapped together some wool, wrapping paper and pine cones and got busy. The girls had a lovely arvo painting the pine cones white and pink and I set about making pompoms and paper chains. It all looked smashing and we had fun doing it.
Xx Em