Holiday slump

I have hit the holiday wall. I have found that parenting two children at the same time isn't the same as it was last holidays and I know that I had a bit of a struggle in those weeks too.
Both boys have been more trying and a lot of tantrums are occurring. Neither boy can articulate well, and have issues with getting their point across. I am feeling frustrated and ill equipped to be their parent. I have no idea of ways to help them learn and be engaged in activities, as soon as I unpack an activity they are already over it and want to do something else. I have toys from one end of my lounge room to the other because they won't help me pack up and I am feeling exhausted and a bad house keeper which makes me spiral into an overwhelmed laziness. I know it isn't their fault, I don't hold them accountable. I suck at being an educator and an engaged parent.
I have been running after B5 because he is bored and escapes our yard. I am too hot and don't enjoy being outside in this scorching weather, I don't particularly like the consequences attached to too much sun either.
I feel that the constant struggle to get the boys to do some thing, tiring so I hide in the computer. I have been getting better at it, but here I am venting and spent the last 2 hours half engaged with my kids but mostly invested in the online life I have created. I also struggle within myself because I know that I am not giving my children what they need and they are going to suffer in the long run. Why can't I spend an hour doing an activity in the yard with them? I know the answer, it is because I will feel shattered after it and have to clean up another big mess that is created. I am fucking sick of fucking cleaning up only to have it a disaster zone after only half the time it took to pack up.
On another note, when B5 took off out of our yard yesterday and was missing for over half an hour, my neighbours were amazing. 3 of them started to look for him and another let me know they had seen him running towards our local little shop.
My neighbour S is a retired electrician and hordes electrical equipment to sell at the local annual garage sale, he then donates all proceeds to St Vinnies. He came over just now with a small keyboard to help entertain B5 and H2 so the thrill of the unknown is reduced. He is such a lovely caring man.

So on the note that I know that I am not so alone, having a bit of a parenting crisis, but not alone in it, I am going to sign off on my vent and go get Mr P from work.

Procrastination is an artform

I am a skilled procrastinator. I have been perfecting this skill all my life. I have now got to train myself to pull my finger out, figuratively of course, and get on with the task at hand... CULLING.

It is so daunting I haven't even opened my shed doors, we have two mind you, to have a peek at what lies ahead. My Father in Law will be gracing us with his presence tomorrow morning and I know that he will want to go hammer and tong and rush us through so he can do a dump run. I however just want to take my time and enjoy the memories. I want to send more to the recycle then to the dump and I am so totally aware that we only have 5 weeks to rehouse the recycle and I would prefer to give it to people who want it and not just the local Op Shop.
I am really glad that my in laws are so willing to help us with our transition and I should just be glad that he will be giving up half his Saturday to make it easier for us.

Our drier died the other day and I am having an internal argument. To throw or not to throw. We got it off Ebay last year and we knew that if we got at least one year out of it we would be happy. It has been 11 months, ha. So now, do I pay the dude to fix it when it is about 15 years old, or do we just let it rust away at the dump, I know what DP would say. It had a happy life.

I have to add a picture because it always looks so unlively when I don't.
This is H1 (well actually 19months but it is so much easier to put 1. LOL) eating lunch the other day. Comfortable much?

A change is upon us

We are relocating our family.... from the hustle and bustle of a main city to the sea breeze filled air by the water, in a very small community. I am so very excited that we are going to be a part of a community, even if it is mostly full of older people and holiday houses. While writing this I am looking around at our cluttered house thinking this is the perfect way to procrastinate! Where to start, I have no idea. Possibly the massive pile of mount foldmore, maybe the stacks of toys that are strewn over the living room floor, could I do the bookcases. The list is endless and my motivation is massively lacking.
We made Anzac biscuits, the boys and I danced together and played in the gorgeous sun that has presented itself today. That is how a Saturday is meant to be spent!
We got given some Guinea Pigs a while back by neighbours that were moving, I was so worried that I wouldn't be able to find a home for them but luck have it a little boy is having a birthday soon and they are apparently the perfect present. Hooray, no curry is going to be made out of them!!
Well I think I have used up all of my avoidance time now and will have to give myself the jolt of life and get on with this awful job of culling and organising. On a massive plus side, I can't wait until we have gotten rid of heaps of stuff and we can feel a little lighter. Oh to be at that point already.....