One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

Ever have those days when no matter how hard you try to do your very best, luck is just against you? That seems to be how today has gone…

The new sofa from Harvey’s FINALLY arrived following a five month wait. We are still waiting for the matching recliner chair, but that’s another matter. As expected the delivery men managed to catch me in my dressing gown, shiny with sweat from having lugged the old sofa to the opposite end of the room and hoovering the space where it had once been which was littered with raisins, Cocoa Pops and other random kids snacks that had managed to sift through our previous sofa.

One Step Forward, Two Steps BackThe new sofa looks fab, feels super soft to sit on and certainly meets my expectations but still, I simply cannot understand why we were made to wait so sodding long for a sofa!

Now that we have the new sofa, we have the previous, knackered, old sofa to dispose of. I decided to brave it and give sofa skipping a go earlier on today. It was probably not the best idea to do this by myself, as I will openly admit that I am fairly feeble when it comes to heavy lifting. After a fair amount of time moving car seats, sliding rear chairs about, breaking fingernails and giving myself a small hernia I managed to get the old sofa loaded up in the car ready for the tip.

E was super happy, shades on, tunes on, sat in the front passenger seat (in her car seat obviously) like cool cat. We got going, the sun was shining and I felt pretty good about the fact that when Paul would come home for his dinner it would all be done and dusted, leaving him no sofa skipping worries. I may have been dripping with sweat and have a few broken nails but I was coping with a large skip run with a toddler in tow like a boss…that was until we arrived at the tip and found it to be closed until Thursday, Typical!

I came back home, unloaded the s*dding sofa and was just in the middle of getting the car back in its usual state of attire (two car seats and a load of crud in the back) when E suddenly needed a wee. Before I could even pick her up, it was too late. Poor E stood wet through from the waist downwards sobbing her heart out. It was my fault not hers, I wasn’t quick enough. I felt so bad as she has been doing really well and it was my lack of speed that resulted in a puddle of pee.

As it stands, the old sofa is now squished into the garage until Thursday and E is in fresh underwear, socks, pants and shoes. Yet another wash load is now spinning in the washer, including the car foot well mat and a pair of sparkly shoes – please let them come out in one piece or there will be hell to pay. 

One Step Forward, Two Steps BackAfter a quick trip to the park to grab some fresh air following a Tesco and school run, we returned home and began our usual afternoon snack time. Whilst sneaking an extra biscuit E managed to tip the entire tub of biscuits all over the kitchen floor. Picture fifty broken biscuits and a basset hound… it was carnage!

I’ve lost count as to how many times I’ve muttered profanities throughout the day. It’s just been one of those days. I am yet to go for my wax appointment, whilst Paul gets the kids to bed. Let’s hope that nothing else goes ‘Pete Tong’ today or come tomorrow I may have no eyebrows left to raise. I am joking, Amber is pretty awesome with a wax strip, well usually…. 

A Cornish Mum


  1. May 4, 2016 / 10:35 pm

    Oh ho ho ho!!! I for one think you did the most amazing job! Some major high fiveage needed…… I can’t believe you even attempted the sofa skip run? Amazing! Sending gin and cuddles to E….. The gin for you….. Not E….. But you can have a cuddle too if you like, after such a day……

    Tesco school run, hoovering, washing, heavy lifting, parenting cuddles….. Offers of biscuits and a trip to the park?! They should have opened the tip just for you, super mum!!

  2. May 8, 2016 / 9:15 pm

    Arghh it all happens at once doesn’t it?! Really hope your week improved!

    Thanks for linking up to #PicknMix

    Stevie x

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