And then there were six...

The past two weeks have been absolutely crazy. All year it’s been the three of us at home, my older sister, Manuela, my mum and myself. Now everything has changed:

1) 2 weeks ago my grandma moved in with us permanently after loosing grandpa earlier this year.

2) Yesterday my youngest sister, Boba, moved back home into my brother’s old room (he’s in the UK)

3) This morning my other younger sister, Ana, arrived home from a year long student exchange in France.

Now the house is full of life. When it was just my sis, me and mum; I used to come home after work at Coles (the late shift, finishing at 9.30pm) to the house being in complete darkness because my sis and mum were in bed. So early! My sis had to get up early for 6.15am starts at the childcare centre.

Now when I come home late I know people will be up.

My sister, Boba and I are having a war over who has to share a room with Ana. Obviously we both want it to be the other. Time (a.k.a. tonight) will tell who comes out on top.