I crushed my finger. It hurts. It is twice its normal size. I was trying to replace the “soft feet” on the kitchen table and chairs as they are not as non-scratch as they made out they were. I was trying to pry the old ones off and managed to smash my finger first with the screwdriver then mashed it between the chair and the table — don’t ask. Only something I could manage. To top it off ever since the builder has been working on the arches I have been getting more and more swolen eyes. Last night when washing the dust off the table I whiped my eye and instant closure. Turns out I am allergic to poplar. So last night I went to bed with the kids and spent much of today avoiding the house. Cleaned up most of the dust tonight and thankfully he will be done with the arches soon. Think EQ is allergic too as he has the sniffles when we are inside.

So it finally hit winter here but still not typical for this time of the year. It has only been below 0 degrees Celcius a few times and has not snowed (for more than 10 minutes and settled -which it only did twice so far) So the last few days have been colder, as in below 0 but still wierd.

BQ is in Boston. Will be every week for a couple of days for pretty much here on out now he has the new team up there. We are used to it these days though and it could be much worse. It could be further and longer…

My eyes hurt. Builder said it looked like I had been “worked over” this morning. lol

I am standing at the bar looking accross at my gorgeous almost complete kitchen. Soo close yet so far. I will be so glad to have our house back to ourselves - you wait though I will be whinging about being lonely then!

I hope the fight over paint colours is not loud enough for y’all in NZ to hear. BQ wants all white and I want a RED kitchen, yellow library and chocolate family room. The painter starts in less than 2 weeks … I wonder how many BJs it takes to get red paint… ??

ZQ is blossoming before my eyes. School really has been a great for him. He is such a dear sweet guy.

Shoot, I swear I just heard the sound of someone trying the door to see if it was locked. The really bad thing about all this remoldeling is so many people are now aware of how much I am home alone and how to tell if I am. argh.

So the other night BQ woke up with a start and swears he saw a man standing over him and jumped up to grab him and punch him only to find that he was grabbing nothing. He put it down to just dreaming but that same night AQ had been terribly restless so I ended up sleeping with her in her bed. One point I couldn’t sleep so I read my book and heard what I thought was BQ still up at the computer. I swear I heard him call me and I got up to see what he wanted and there was no-one in the office despite all the noises I had been hearing. At least 3 other times in the same night I thought I heard bq and swear I saw a man and finally EQ gets up in the middle of the night telling me a man woke him up and won’t go away can he sleep with me. Wierd. Actually we haven’t had many odd happenings since we have been remoldeling the house. I have wondered whether we just kinda ousted the spirits by disrupting the house so much or if they just kind of liked how things were going and settled. Wishful thinking on the second one I think. The nice thing is the man that was about the other night did not feel in the slightest bit angry or even sad. Maybe it is because we have become complacent and just accepted their presence. Even the kids are less woried.

I must get this washing tended to…. goodnight all