It's SO pink and FLUFFY!!

Last week,  I was sent a lovely little package of felting goodies to test out and review - thanks to the lovely Jayne @ Flowerfelt by Jayne (on Facebook).

Since I received it, there's been a hectic week... been out, had visitors, fallen down stairs, rested back, teething baby, funeral, preschool... and another funeral tomorrow... that's not all but I won't bore you with details.

Needless to say, my new felting experience has sadly not been sampled yet :( It's been put aside for a rainy day. Which could be this weekend by the looks of the weather forecast!! Never looked forward to a rainy day so much before! Teagan keeps eyeing the felting pack as it's something she can do with me... if I can cope with a 4 year old handling MY fluffy wool ;) Watch this space.

Around the flatpack in 80 days...

Hi, my name is Em and I'm a flatpacker/mum/wife/daughter/granddaughter/secretary/lunatic!

Why oh why do I do this? I remember when I was a kid, flatpacks were very handy, could be done in a matter of an hour or 2. A bit of 'blinkin' Nora' and 'ya bagel!' slipped from my Dad's lips on the odd occasion and then VOILÀ! A fully functioning,  solid  (when Dad puts things together, they're practically made for life!) desk, shelving unit or a little chest of drawers would appear!

So I understand when I purchase a flatpack piece of furniture, I get a certain 'I how ta know ta do it' buzz (I'm told I said this when I was a toddler :D)... happy to tackle it alone while himself is at work but forgot I also had to add the following to my list for the day:

* 2 small kids,
* housework,
* meals,
* loo trips,
* baths,
* shower,
* charity lady who called at the door while kids were JUST in bed at the same time...
* 'help' phone calls from the office,
* meeting...

I slept well last night but please remind me never EVER to try this again...

Well, without making sure I have a brain, 3 coffees and a gwizz gwizz screwdriver... 'looper' comes to mind!

<3

Not as boring as I could've been, methinks...

I have many excuses for my silence, and having drafted them all up, decided that I'm not the only one who has had alot on my plate so won't bore you with the details of moving house, pregnancy, moving house, saying goodbye to Grandma, giving birth, maternity leave/cover, stressful house issues (sewage), moving out of home temporarily (due to said sewage), German measles, visitors, work, preschool... it's all part and parcel of life, right?!

A few things I cherish out of it all:

~ my lovely supportive husband & family, especially my amazing trooper of a Grandad;
~ my kind friends;
~ I credit my inner strength & regular calm to our Father above. Whenever I feel a panic attack coming or a difficult  mood to shift, He is ever so prompt & consistent. I really appreciate it.

Roll on a new world with no stress or death... and plenty of love, harmony, humour and homegrown strawberries :)