So it's my last night at home on my own, parenting/grown-up wise. Tomorrow I shall be inundated with adults!!
Andy is moving back to the family home and it's been a very long process to get here to this point but we finally have. The last couple weeks have seen an intense burst of decorating by myself and Andy's parents. In fact they spent all of last week decorating various rooms to bring it up to a suitable point and we now only have a few jobs left that can be done with Andy and care team in-situ. I must admit that I'm done in decorating wise but in a few weeks time we'll need to get on it again so that the house doesn't remain unfinished as is the want to do!
The last couple days have involved a lot of cleaning, putting away, finishing off DIY, trekking down to ikea again and again and putting a monumental amount of cardboard in my trailer ready to recycle. I've become unafraid now of asking for what I want doing, if someone offers, ( side note; don't offer unless you do mean it cos I'll have you doing stuff!!) so I've had a friend running to and from Andy's getting and sorting for me, others painting 'miss coats' or cleaning wet rooms but it has really helped me out and I'm confident tomorrow I will be ready to celebrate Andy's arrival home and start our new family life. By the way, we are starting as we mean to go on so on Andy's first weekend home I'm off to my cousin's wedding about 120 miles away and leaving Andy with the girls and then in July he's hopefully going to London for 1 or 2 weeks as an inpatient again! No rest for the wicked as they say😆😆