Stuff is happening, I’m just not sure what!

**WARNING**

If you see me in the street or at the school gate just don’t ask, “How are you”? ………. I will most likely burst into tears and I’m talking about the “ugly cry”.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, picking up and moving to the other side of the world from Brisbane, Australia to Canada.

We are currently in the process of packing up our home of 8 years and I have discovered a few rather odd things about us.

We are a house of 3, myself, my husband and our 8 year old son Sam.

As I pack I have discovered we own a disproportionate amount of some items compared to human bodies in the house.

Like 5 Staplers

Stapler Fetish

Over a dozen Tape Measures……….

“Hello my name is Danielle and I’m a tape measureaholic.” Oh and don’t be fooled into thinking these are a sign my husband loves doing jobs around the house either. I am thinking about making them a gift with purchase at our upcoming moving out Garage Sale.

Tape Measure Fetish

I also asked my husband to start clearing out one of his junk drawers and packing some of his things that I would not dare go near.  This is what I found……………….

moving

I’m still not entirely sure why we are taking a Uni Textbook from 20 years ago that clearly has not seen the light of day in the last 8 years we have lived in this house and why the inch of dust is so sentimental that it needs to be moved as well!!!!!

Here’s hoping the movers don’t charge extra for the dust!