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Of fish and renovations

Whitey, Miss 7’s fish, died yesterday. I got home from Mr 2’s doctor appointment a bit of an emotional wreck, to be met by Miss 7’s sad face. “Mummy, I have some bad news…”

Long story short, today was fish tank cleaning day. And by cleaning, I mean that her tank was scrubbed to within an inch of its life.

And because I’m never one to do things by halves, I decided to act on a off-the-cuff thought this morning, and swap the kids’ bedrooms around. Mr 2’s room was slightly larger than the girls shared room, plus he shared an adjoining wall with the Master bedroom, and his rolling into the wall constantly woke Hubby and me.

Suffice it to say, my kids, their furniture, clothes, toys (and most of the assorted accumulation of ‘junk’ – I mean “treasures”!?) has been transferred into ‘new’ bedrooms. And Miss 7 was able to buy herself three more fish with the money she’s earned, so she’s happy. The photo she took of her tank ‘re-arrangement’ is below. She’s made rocks and shells into ‘towers’ for her fish to swim around!

So now all that’s left is the question…

I wonder how I’m going to sleep tonight…?

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