Of mice and women

Of course, all the best planning and patience in the world can be gone in the merest blink of an eye when kids and animals are involved.  Who said you should never work with them?  They were wise beyond their years, for sure.

We had a great weekend.  The kids all but bedded down in some of the places we saw, fighting over whose room was this or whose view was that.  


It felt like home.  Oh how misguided we can be when the rose tinted spectacles are placed over our noses.


Perhaps I'm being over simplistic.  The girls in particular are conflicted, struggling with the huge changes that are being asked of them.  I sort of get it but we've been explaining all the reasons why change is good, why change is necessary and how good we can make it and there seemed (ney, WAS) a level of engagement and interest.  But this week, at least, it isn't enough.


It seems that the brakes have, temporarily at least I'm hoping, been firmly slammed on, minds closed down and excitement reversed.


I'm not changing my mind.  I've made an offer on a house we can't really afford but am hoping (fingers crossed) that a market reasonable (though hugely below asking price) offer will be accepted. 


And then we'll worry about what comes next.