Since we have had our Visa's come through we have been busy trying to pick a date that suits both of us and have started packing up some stuff.
After much deliberation Paul has got a date for his trip.
He will be going without us first for a couple of weeks to look for a house and get some other stuff sorted. We decided this would be the best option for us as the thought of me staying alone in a hotel with Calleigh for too long is a little daunting and not fair on Calleigh.
Whilst he is away it would of been my job to pack everything up ready to ship over. However, this is a massive job, especially with a 15 month old baby around, and so Paul decided it would be best if we started doing some of it now.
It seemed like such a good idea at the time but now not so much.
It's hard to pack up a house you are still living in, add that to the fact that Paul hardly wants to take anything and I want to take everything and cue arguments over sentimental items and whether pretty candles are necessities.
The house is a mess with bubble wrap and boxes everywhere I step. Which is made worse by the fact the house was already a mess with baby toys anyway.
Calleigh just wants to play with the bubble wrap.
Paul just wants to chuck everything away.
And I just want it all to be over.
I'm sure we will get there in the end, well, I hope we will.