The feng shui project continues. The consultant recommended new flooring and i wish the guy had been around to suggest it 15 years ago but better late than never. The Emperor of the house determined that the carpet would come up and the new boards be laid last saturday but the offspring saw their chance and took it "maybe we should re-paint while we can't damage the floor?"
So painting was added to the list and i have spent the last few days in a cloud of fine dust and a whirl of colour choices. It is all rather unexpected and stressful so tempers are frayed and a couple of young people have already taken refuge from the whole process. The rest of us carry on while I wonder whether The Emperor realises how bad the furniture is going to look in a newly decorated room.
In amongst all of this the firstborn has realised that flouride is hazardous and is hesitant to drink anything containing flouridated water. The positive side of this development is that he is now open to the idea of home made toothpaste, which was previously a slightly gross and very weird idea put forward by his strange mother.
Back in the days when I had four very small children i often thought my life was surreal and I'm starting to realise that i didn't completely leave that life behind.