I am drowning in packing. I got so distracted by it this morning I forgot to check my fasting Blood Glucose Level (which is the most important when dealing with Gestational Diabetes). I have sent R and Jot off to swimming with a full car to drop off at home on the way back and come to work. A much more peaceful way to spend the day. However I know how much we have to get done tonight as we have to be out of the serviced apartment by 10am. No lie in for me tomorrow :)
Timing of leaving the apartment works quite well though as we have Mainly Music at 10am and while Jot and I are participating R can take the full car home and empty it. Then all I need to worry about is a day of unpacking and organising and trying to figure out how to live without a kitchen (oh and where we are going to sleep). I have demanded that the washing machine is plumbed back in (chances are a little slim) as I have no idea where our nearest laundromat is (although I am hoping for one to magicaly appear on our local shopping strip).
I think the nights are going to be interesting as Jot has been on a cot mattress on the floor for the last 8 weeks and over the last week we have found her on the floor next to it more often than not. I am hoping going back into her single bed will mean that there is more space for her but also think that she is going to fall out of bed a lot over the next week. It will be nice to see how she goes in her own room again too. I have loved having her close by BUT the fact I wake with every little squeak means my sleep is getting severly disturbed.
I am looking forward to my bed and hoping I can actualy sleep in it this week - we haven't decided where we are going to be sleeping yet as I think we are planning to decorate the master bedroom before we move back into it. Fingers crossed for my bed (whereever we put it).