Coping with chaos
I am living in a world of chaos.
I was looking forward to a quieter day today but again the fates were out to get me.
To give an idea of the chaos, I give you a glimpse of our house [what’s left of it] –
Now that is not a dud photograph, nor is there low cloud in the vicinity. No, that’s pure unadulterated dust. It is coating everything and everyone. The hole also involved just a little bit of noise. But that eventually became –
After yet more noise, consisting mainly of banging, drilling and jack-hammering with a little pinch of screwdrivering, the hole became this –
There is still a ton of work to be done. Plastering, wallpaper stripping, painting, shifting, cleaning and possibly a lot more shifting
To add to the confusion we suddenly had a house full of visitors of various shapes forms and ages. The poor dog nearly had a nervous breakdown, especially as there was a visiting dog as well. The cat just retreated to her/his/its bed and refused to budge.
I dream that some day in the future all the work will be finished and I can return to a normal life. But that dream is a bit like Brexit.
It should be coming but we don’t know when.
Well done filling the hole. Nothing like chaos upon chaos coated liberally with a bit of dust to make you appreciate a filled hole.
(Somehow that doesn’t sound quite right?)
Herself kept asking me if my hole was filled yet. It took some mental gymnastics to come up with something non-rude each time.
Nice use of a hole in the wall !
If you have a hole you might as well use it?
What the hell happened?
I am tempted to say that there was a large breakage of wind in the bathroom [foreground] but alas it was nothing so spectacular.
Oh, its MUCH better than Brexit. The maker of the hole knows what he’s doing, and has a vision in mind, which is more than can be said for the UK parliament.
Chaos Theory might suggest that the hole in your wall could cause the collapse of the Chinese government.
Nah, not chaos theory but the butterfly effect will do this. 😉
Flip, if a butterfly can bring down the Chinese government then a massive hole in a wall could cause an alien invasion
Maybe it’s a metaphor for the Irish Border after Brexit – the means by which all manner of nasty things can creep across and wreak havoc amongst the bureaucrats.
Maybe Grandad’s place straddles the border, so it’s not so much a metaphor but it’s the real back-passage of the EU after all.
Apart from being a long way from the border [thank God] it is initiative to open borders within the Manor. No passports needed.
Wouldn’t one normally insert a lintel before removing the brickwork supporting whatever is above it (even if it’s just the 3 courses above the hole)?
There is one. You just can’t see it. Anyway, as the original builder of that wall I can assure you [and me] that the blockwork is immensely strong.