and the winner is...

i am back and i have to tell you that i have experienced a miracle. (or i am living the life of a soap character) but i am going with the former...after living for several days in the deepest corner of my 'pit of despair' ( thanking you kindly for all your support) i have been thrown a life line, along with it a large band-aid to patch up my broken heart.

someone or something (i like to think my guardian angel had a small part to play) made the seller of the empty sad yellow house see the light and realize that it is my destiny to live in it. yes dear readers, you are learning just like me that miracles can happen. the seller came back to us, on our terms and it is full steam ahead...i feel like i am living on a roller coaster of emotions these days, and quite frankly i am looking forward to getting off soon, and i am sure you are too!

the next loop on the ride is "the inspection" which will be carried out in a day or two, (shall aim to get some pics for you) and then if we don't fall off it is on to the "putting my house on the market" slow climb beginning of next week and if that all goes according to plan and we get to the top of the hill it is just one long whizz to the finish, where we can all get off, feeling sick but smugly pleased with ourselves for making it through...

in celebration of getting back on track i unearthed my knitting books and flicked through to find something suitable to make for the yellow house (once again counting my chickens before they hatch)...i found this page in my Sarah Dallas Book,

the whole room is just perfect for the yellow house, i showed it to our #3 who quietly marvelled at it and continued playing the game console (wise child), i then showed it to my man who's comment was "those chairs with the cushions look really uncomfortable" (foolish man)...i will not allow his words to cast a shadow on my new found happiness...and so i shall proceed to knit some cushions to occupy my thoughts and calm my nerves over the coming weeks..

in the meantime, i am way way over due on some seriously important "thank yous" and i plan to get through them a bit at a time, but i must announce the winner of the 'cushion give away'...this was so tricky and i wish i had said i would pick it out of a hat. everyone had a tale to tell that i think we could all relate to...but i ended up going with Lily because she made me spill my cup of tea i was laughing so much (obviously before my heart cracked). not so much the nightmare of moving but 'life after the move' ...drop me a line at my email Lily and this cushion will be winging it's way to you promptly!

trying to remember exactly where her knitting needles have been packed away and looking forward to a trip to the yarn shop, leaving you with Lily's 'moving' story ~ Tif

here's my story...

1. 5 years ago, we happily bought our first home. it was owned by an old lady with lots of cats.

2. we discovered cats under our house.

3. after about 6 months the orange one came back and died on our driveway, very sad..

4. whenever we have the lights on in the front living room her black cat comes back and sprays on our front door. this happens even if the lights are only on for 5 mins. the cat must be watching our home.

5. five years later this still happens. we had to move our living room into the dining room (which we only use for large gatherings) and not use the front room.last year thanksgiving dinner with family in dining room (front room). i was thinking, no the cat is not coming tonight...i was wrong, i was horrified when i smelled the combination of fish guts and urine in the dining room and everyone was saying "what's that smellll?

6. yes, five years later, i'm still a prisoner in my own home cuz of that black cat.

7. i've grown to like the cats now, cuz my little boy likes to put on his frog boots to go chase them in the yard and then he'll say "oh they'll be back".Lily