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.