its happening

The house hunt for a slightly bigger place with an extra bedroom, second bathroom is in full swing here.

It even got serious enough that I made an appointment for the Mr to view a place today.

Which is so stressful if youre me. 

He doesnt really like the chit chat with the agent. He doesnt really like house hunting like we women do. He doesnt want to be in a strange house looking inside cupboards and testing the water flow. All he's thinking about is the move. The chaos. I revel in chaos ( hey... I have to). Life's always a bit chaotic when you have four kids, isnt it?

He liked the shed though. The open fireplace took second place to the bonus of having a workshop, undercover space for furniture making and perhaps a spot of sculpting. Artist types are so fickle. He wont be living in the shed so isnt the house more important?

All jokes aside, people who know me will realise he and I will be fighting for shed space. Im a total power tool freak and half our now shed is full of my tools. A few years back the kids asked what power tool I wanted for our anniversary that year.

Am I the odd one out here? Do you like playing guystyle on the weekend?

When you do up furniture do you do the whole thing start to finish? Or do you ask the

man of your life for assistance?

In sewing news....due to very early morning drop offs (im talking 5:30), getting up earlier than I like, cutting out once home again over a hot chocolate, my pile of knits for sunday's market is growing nicely. Most of them seem to be boys so im thinking I might be onto something inside my head with those preppy ones I did the other day.