I'm procrastinating. I don't want to start packing yet. It seems like too much of a task. And whilst I procrastinate, those boxes are there to remind me. It's irrational, but I hate those boxes.
Usually though, I quite like boxes. They represent a world of possibilities. They're great for imaginary play and I've lost count of how many cars, trains and houses I have built from them for Lily. My creations are hardly worthy of pinterest but they're great fun.
My favourite cardboard box renovation was a joint project one afternoon earlier this year. It was a Saturday, my husband and I were home, Lily was in bed for an afternoon nap and Ollie was sleeping. I was shattered. I should have gone to bed myself, but instead, Matt and I spent a couple of hours building 'Lily's Shop'
It started out simply enough. We'd had a delivery of nappies and had boxes left over. Lily was playing shop and I looked at the boxes, grabbed a pair of scissors and some tape and got to work.
Then Matt got involved and it began to get out of control. We raided the craft cupboard, we used paints, crayons, pens and tissue paper.
And we had SO MUCH FUN.
Possibly even more fun than Lily had playing with when she woke up!
In fact, I still have it. In the loft. It's not great, but I felt too sad about throwing it away. I guess now I will have to be ruthless, I don't really want to pack it up and take it with me.
But, it occurs to me that we'll have a lot more boxes to play with after the move. So maybe it won't be too bad afterall... silver linings?
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