Going in the right direction!

The house will sell for what we need it to sell for, just waiting on the finalisation of offers, paperwork and formalities etc. This will mean we can pay off some debts and get to Zim for a holiday this year, wooooo! Though, travelling with two small people will be a very VERY new thing and I'm not entirely sure we'll get through it in one piece! The trick might be who we fly with more than anything. Better to get lost in Amsterdam than Nairobi.

It might also mean getting a place of our own, mortgaged and everything. But I'm not counting chickens, I don't know what the process of getting a mortgage involves or even if we will be eligible. That talk with the banks might have to wait until after April, once payments have cleared, tax things have been reassessed etc.

On the Unloveables front, I've reached a little milestone (200 genuine Facebook likes, wooooo!) and I'm running a wee competition to celebrate. I'm hoping to generate some more custom but in the same breath hoping that things don't get SO busy that I struggle to cope with everything else that's going on. I've tried to do too much at once before and it was soul-destroying! Things I would have been able to cope with as a singleton are just no longer feasible as a wife, housekeeper and mother. 

I'm also going to have to extend the deadline on my bike challenge until possibly September 2014. I was all set to finish in good time (well before Christmas) when I got pregnant. I have SPD and it makes even walking a difficult task some days, never mind the pressure that a cycle seat puts on your pelvis, ouchies! I have such a short distance left to go, but I can't get it done without risking damaging my health. The physio warned me that if I didn't start taking it easy I'd end up in a wheelchair by the end of the pregnancy. Well, that's gonna work out just fine in our 2-up 2-down, isn't it! Not. So I'm listening to her and trying my best not to overdo things whilst at the same time doing what I can and what needs to be done. The upside is that I know the pain will go away when the Minion is born, so I can carry on again after that, timing things in nap times and at bedtime. In theory. I hope the kids nap at the same time. God, is that naive or what?

And Happy Dead Anglican Dude Day, to those that get sucked in by the commercial and overpriced hokey of it. Not that I'm judging, I've just never really been that into it, mostly due to a chronic history of being single.