Hi I know I've been away for a while, I went to Sydney to spend a week with my family before they move out of my childhood home. There were moments of intense joy, I was able to spend time with my two newest nieces and get to know them a bit, and there were moments of sweet sadness. The home I grew up in is soon to house a new family. I am so glad I had the chance to say goodbye to the old house.
My nieces are just too beautiful for words, born in November and December last year, they are both contented happy little souls, and it was such a pleasure spending time with them.
We had a dinner last Wednesday night with my parents. The kids were all put to bed, or sent out to watch a video in the rumpus room while Mum, Dad, myself, my brother and two sisters sat down for dinner together for the first time in ages, and the last time in our old home. Usually we have all the extras, husbands and aunties and uncles and kids, this meal we decided was just for us. I am so glad we did it.
The funny thing about this is that Mum and Dad are not actually moving far, they have subdivided their block of land, and are building a new house on the new block. They will have a new street address, but will only really be just over the fence from the old house. It will seem really weird going to the new house and seeing stranger in our old backyard.
I am proud to say that while I was there I didn't do the old pantry thing. This is the pantry where all of my pantry bingeing habits started, last week it was just like any other old cupbard to me. I didn't scope it out to see what treats were lurking there. I was very proud of myself. I feel like I can leave that chapter behind me now. So to close it off I give you this:
Thats the pantry as I used to see it, and this:
The pantry as it is now, both literally and figuratively :)
Back to regular posting soon