This is something of an experimental post. I’m adding this content from my iPhone, with a photo taken on my iPhone. The mountain, yet again, is in hiding.
Yesterday morning I had a call from our floor covering people. The flooring I ordered before Christmas for my office had arrived. They’d had a cancellation on another instal planned for the day. Could they do my job, they asked?
Of course, said I, not realising they would arrive in fifteen minutes!
In a mad scramble, I removed as many books, sewing paraphernalia, office bits and bobs and furniture as I could. When the boys arrived to instal my new flooring, they helped me move the remaining contents of that room into the next room.
Currently, my dismantled computer awaits my attention in the other room. The room where my computer resides barely has floor space to walk on. What with boxes containing some of the contents of my kitchen already stored in that room, now the office contents have joined them. It’s bedlam.
How do people cope with moving house frequently? All I’m doing is renovating and I feel dreadfully disorganised. It’s so tiring!
But … the end of the kitchen renovation is in sight. By this time next week I will have benches, tiles and a sink with running water. I won’t know myself!
Meanwhile, I will plod through my disarrayed room, sort through the mess, and restore my desktop computer as soon as I can. 😊