The kids are staying with Mum and Dad tonight so we can have a day of peace to get on with flat packing the furniture before our shippers arrive on Tuesday.  Last night was their last night in this house and I've just spent the past 2 hours dismantling their rooms.  There's no tiaras or teddies lying around & no barbie's littering the windowsills.  Just this morning, those were my two favourite places in the world, I'd go into those rooms with their Dora's and Princesses and feel so connected to my girls and tonight they are just soulless rooms .  Usually at night, when I peek in there I here gentle lullabies and not so gentle snores, tonight there's just nothing!

 OH is out on a much deserved night off (with the understanding that hangover or not, he's up at 8am tomorrow to help ) so I'm here alone in this half packed house that I'm terrified of leaving all of a sudden.

 I know it's just bricks and mortar but it's our home and when I'm here I feel grounded.  I'm worried that by having to live in temp accomodation over the summer I'm going to feel really uneasy and it's praying on my mind tonight.

 I know that tomorrow morning the sun will shine, I'll put on some loud music and get on with it, but tonight's a toughy.

 Got a bit of an early leaving do tomorrow that my 87 yo granny is hosting for all the females in my family and I think that's ben praying on my mind more than I care to admit too.  Roll on Saturday