Does This Baby

We moved last Saturday. I hadn't moved in 8 years, and now I know why. Where did all this shit come from? I've been unpacking for days, and I swear there's more cardboard boxes here than there was loaded in the moving truck. To top it off, the light at the end of the tunnel burnt out for me this morning. Our new house has a 9 x 7 foot den, that hubby suggested I use as my closet. I was finally going to unpack my clothes, after I built all my Ikea furniture. However, after spending 3 hours putting together the Botne wardrobe,  I went to stand it up right, and the damn thing fell over, and broke apart. The screws broke the particle board. It is not salvageable. I was pissed and tried. So I just did what I should have done in the first place, I contacted some custom closet installers. I will spend more money, but at least I can put my clothes away.

Over a year ago, I was an urban mom, pushing my urban baby, in my urban stroller, through hip and trendy Vancouver. I was so, Sex and The City Mom. This weekend I'm looking forward to house hunting in the suburbs. OMG, yeah tell me about it. My baby needs a yard, and our money can only buy us something good out in the burbs. We've thought about all the different ways to buy a home in Vancouver, but when it comes down to it, we want a house, we want dirt, a plot of land of our very own, to do whatever the hell we want on it, without needing permission from any strata. So high ho, high ho, it's off to the burbs we go. Luckily, the mall out there is home to the new Sephora, and an H&M.