So much to do

I cant believe it, I have another head cold! Every 2 weeks I come down with something. I think Melbourne and I are no longer compatible. The poor kids are still getting over their colds, it feels like forever.
I am having trouble getting off my arse to continue packing, we don't even have a confirmed travel date, except for it will be in August sometime. Hubby says we have plenty of time, but I know 8 weeks will fly by and then I will be rushed off my feet trying to get everything done in time. My biggest stress is finishing off odd jobs around the house. I seem to be stuck in the 1950's mentality that the handyman stuff is for the man to do!
Not anymore, I have realised that if I want it done and want it done quickly I need to do it myself. Meaning pay someone to do it. There are all these little jobs we had on our "to do list" that we thought we had years to eventually finish. I need to call in Domestic Blitz.

I think I have found someone to help me find Lance a new family. It is a organisation called Victorian Dog Rescue. I will have to surrender him to them and become his foster mum until they find a family for him. They are super picky who they chose to take on a dog and they also pay all his vet bills to get him ready for adoption. Any if they don't find someone before we go they will keep him with a foster family until they do. I feel so much better, I was starting to panic about whether or not I would be able to find a good enough person to take him. But I can relax a little now knowing that they are working for the sole benefit of Lance.

Better get off my arse and do some more packing. I wish I had some help from hubby.