Antics of the Pye house continue! What a week! 


The house still looks like a giant bomb made entirely of toys has exploded, leaving every available floor space a new home for one of the many hundreds of Christmas presents! The task of cleaning without breaking an ankle would be a worthy task on the Krypton factor. College work has become an all consuming occupation. I find myself waffling on about adjectives and sociological theories when all I was asked was if I wanted a cuppa!


English assignment back (finally) and happy (more or less) to get a Merit. Was knocked back from a distinction for a silly mistake, but as the E-Mail from University of Cumbria told me (yay) I just need to pass the HE Diploma to get in! So, as from September, providing I can pass the all annoying sociology, I along with my Christopher, will be full time university students! Not quite sure how different that will be from being full time college students, but we will get discount cards, so, happy.


Fun day meeting with Charlotte, Peter and Liz. With the amount of coffee consumed I'm surprised we weren't buzzing round the ceiling! Lots of fun gossiping, concerning Liz's party, Chris' party, getting our feet done at the weird fish nibbling place and overall putting the world to rights. It's amazing how sitting on your backside drinking endless cups of coffee talking rubbish can be more fun than sitting at home working on assignments....


The most difficult day by far was last Thursday. Christian had been bullied by a boy at school and so was understandably refusing to get up and go to school. Bullying! I hate the word, there's nothing worse than being a target for some lonely child who think they can solve all their own problems by hitting you (Yes some pent up feelings there).  Took a few hours, but super cuddly Mummy and Daddy saved the day by organising for the boy in question to get a severe telling off by the class teacher. Christian was very impressed that "The teacher raised his voice!".  So hopefully lesson learned is, never pick on a child whose parents were once bullied, they won't back down!


The stress of this week however, is two, two thousand word assignments and a house viewing. Saturday morning, relaxing with a cuppa, comfy pyjamas on, browsing Facebook as usual when the phone rings. Chris lazes up to the phone and talks with the formal voice that lets you know it is someone official on the phone and not my sister calling for a gab. "Yes Thursday is good for us, see you then." He put the phone down and looked at me with THAT look. "Some one's coming to view the house on Thursday" he said. There is only one response. Shit. 
The house is full of toys, Christian and Gabriel's rooms need decorating before a viewing, the kitchen needs painting and the garage looks like a musical car boot sale! How on earth am I supposed to get all this AND two assignments done? So, after jumping off my chair, getting dressed faster than I thought myself capable and burning rubber to B&Q, within five hours I had decorated Christian's bedroom (round of applause here). Given the room still looks like a bomb has hit it (scrap wallpaper bomb that is) and I have legs so achy that they refuse to hold me up, but I can go to bed tonight happy in the thought that I only have two rooms to decorate, two assignments to finish and the rest of the house to get into order... Shit.


So, who lives in a house like this? At the moment, stress does! But we're happy with it.......