I am contemplating transitioning Noah over to sleeping in a big bed soon. I am a little torn though. He currently sleeps really well. Exceptionally well…in fact i very rarely hear a peep out of him once he is put down to sleep for the night (anywhere from 7-8pm) and when he wakes up (about 7-8am). I like my sleep, i really really like my sleep and so i am hesitant to change any part of his routine in case he decided to not sleep so well afterwards. He also still seems so little and adorable tucked up in his cot, and he will (probably…maybe…who knows) be my last bubba so i want to prolong the sweet bubba-ness of him as long as i can.
BUT the whole point of me wanting to transition him over is that i need to indulge my obsession with organizing and clutter decreasing. Currently the boys room is very messy. Always messy in fact, i just cant get all the things that need to be in there to work together in a way where it doesn’t look messy. And it drives me crazy. I want them to have bunks, so i can ditch the bulky cot and arrange everything better. I also know, from past experience, that the process is a long one. It took both Koby and Charlee AGES to adjust to sleeping in a bed and staying in said bed without hopping out fifty thousand times a night. The thing i have going for me at the moment is that Noah can’t reach the door handle….so i can effectively “lock” him in and restrict his movements.
I plan to start by getting him to have his day naps in Kobys bed and then maybe taking one side off his cot. I do change my mind on this several times a week though so who knows LOL. He will be two in April (what!! no way!) and the other two kids were both in beds by the time they were two.
In other news, the old bag next-door stole my mulch yesterday. We finally had the lightning struck tree cut down, i was out all morning so by the time i got home it was all done and they had left. I was looking around at the mess thinking “hmmm..i wonder where they put the mulch?” (because i requested that it be left behind. That stuff is like gold around here). And as i was thinking this the old lady next door comes over and has a chat with me. After a few minuets she basically says that she came over and asked what they planned on doing with the mulch left over from the tree, they said to her that there wouldn’t be much of it so she said that if i didn’t want it she would take it….so they let her have it!!! I was SO pissed off but she put me on the spot at the time so i couldn’t exactly turn around and ask for it back. I couldn’t believe the cheek of her though, to come over and ask for it when i’m not there to say yes or no. Not impressed…oh and as for there not being much there, that’s crap…there is a huge mound of it…my mulch, from my tree, in my yard, that we paid for to have cut down….now sitting in her fricken front yard. Not happy Jan.
What would you have done? ?
Trent thinks i should have told her to bugger off and give it back, but it’s just not in my nature to do that kind of thing. The way she told me didn’t give me the option of saying “ah..no actually i want it”…it was more of a statement than a question or request, and by then it had already been dumped in her yard by the tree loppers and i’m not about to go over there with my wheelbarrow and cart it all back over here (or set it on fire which was also suggested by the man of the house LOL). Anyway, i’m pretty much over the anger of it all now, i don’t hold grudges over things for long and at the end of the day it’s just a bit of mulch, not gold. But the principle of the matter still has me a little frustrated probably because it’s something that i would just never do…so i struggle to understand how or why someone else would feel they had the right to do it.
In happier news though, i have started the colour-work on my cardi! Hurrah, i’ve done the first set of leaves and almost a whole row of birdies. Excitement plus, and it’s coming together a lot quicker than i thought it would considering how long the ribbing part took. I’m really happy with how it’s looking and the colours are blending together really well, nice and subtle. I have a feeling this whole fair-aisle thing is going to be addictive.
Well i should be writing two essays at the moment, but i’ve been doing that all morning (In between ducking down to the shops, listening to several children performing “concerts” at me every 10 min, breaking up arguments, cleaning up the kitchen and preparing lunch) and my brain needs a break. I might sit down on the couch and do a few more rows of knitting under the aircon before i have to start tea. Happy weekending everyone.