We've Taken The Lid Off

We borrowed a loader and a tip truck for the cost of a carton of beer on the weekend and pulled all the cement tiles off the roof. I thought all the demo work had been done, I was wrong, it should be now, there's nothing left to rip out. Even the floor has been pulled up. That makes me a bit sad. We had old jarrah hardwood floors which are now firewood.

When Ian pulled the carpet up he started in the corner where we had a bit of a water issue and he found white ants (apparently they like a drink with their wood). To be safe he pulled up the whole floor so the pest inspector could check the subfloor structure. Turns out this is unnecessary, they just cut inspection holes through the floor for that, and there were no more ants to be found. Ian does not seem concerned, but I've wanted a hardwood floor for years, ever since high school and my friend Sasha's house, and there's the added expense of replacing the floor :( Anywhoo... moving on.

Ian is feeling very sore after a weekend on the roof (and he doesn't like heights!). And we're hoping for rain around here, for the farmers mostly but also to wash all the dust off our rafters. Here's to rebuilding!

Mx

May

:: The lighting of the fire for the season.
:: A strong urge to purge. I want to get rid of everything I don't want to move to the new house.
:: A step in the direction of my parents finally becoming empty nesters.
:: A birthday request getting family relationships back on track.

:: The craft fair (and finding the overlocker of my dreams!)

I hope May was good to you.
Mx

The Snip

While I was pregnant with Mia I was pretty sure it would be my last pregnancy. The first two trimesters were uncomfortable, I feel like I'm getting too old (36), our first baby was a lot of work etc. etc. But Mia is such an easy baby and I'm not struggling at all, I actually feel like I'm getting better at this mothering thing! So now I'm not so sure... I'm still fairly certain, but I have this strange feeling now that the Mr's vasectomy is only a month away.

When we only had Charlie I felt so lucky that I would have been happy stopping at one. Now that we have Mia I'm so enchanted and in love with her I feel like I dodged a bullet, but in the opposite way if that makes any sense? The bullet of not having her. I could have decided not to have another baby. That thought scares me. Now I'm wondering... how do you know for sure?!

Mx