On the 95th of September

We're half-way through. It's a bit soon for jumping to conclusions, and I'm tempting fate by writing this, and it's all going to fall apart this week just because I wrote this down. But then again, if I don't stop and acknowledge that it's happening, I might never believe that it did. September is usually HELL in ...

Jumping on the bandwagon (and falling back off)

One night a few years ago, I was out for dinner with a group of mums from the school (this bunch - I still miss them). One woman who is particularly wise and funny and interesting to talk to was telling us about a book she'd just read. A book about the life changing magic ...

The Last Day – Diary of a House Move

The Last Full Day It's our last day. Yesterday was our last time doing school pickup and coming back to this house, the same house we've come home to every day since they started school. I didn't say it as we pulled into the driveway. The kids have been so sad about leaving, they didn't need ...