I spent all of last night thinking about our tiny little flat. It's starting to get to me how little madam is still having to share our bedroom. I rang the other half this morning to give him an ultimatum. It's the car or moving house. Now as he's been after a car a lot longer than moving i'm pretty sure he will choose the car which is fine, but my conditions are that we all swap rooms in the flat so all three kids would share a room in either our room or the lounge and we would have the smallest bedroom.

Sooo stressed. Things need to change around here!

Anyway, the driving went ok. I stalled on a hill and swore haha. Need to check when i'm able to have my next lesson.

I started my new job, it went very well for my first day. I get on really well with my employer. She will be moving up the road this weekend so when I go back on Monday I will literally have to walk up the road and i'm there!

Nope, it's no good. I can't stop thinking about the flat!! I've even drawn up plans of what I want changed!!