Bewildered at the moment
I’m just bewildered at the moment.
All that’s going on is just getting a bit too much.
I’m sleeping on floors, at my folks, I need a bath, I need a shave, my car’s pranged, my camera’s sticky, my subwoofer no longer woofs and Peter is coming home.
My house is a brickyard, the engineer just rang to tell me the wall was cracking where he was working as he’d not accommodated that the new steels were being supported by it. The pipework is the wrong gauge and the electrician tells me I have rubber wiring.
Money is dripping through my fingers and the house just needs more and more. The car is going to cost me a packet, a new camera could get costly and I’ve just been a berk and paid over the odds for some business cards to support my trade card application to TradePoint. The thermal store now needs solar, the garden needs a landscape, the builder has a list of things to do, a garage needs building, bathrooms need fitting and the attic could do with doing to get the golden fourth bedroom.
I seem to be driving incessantly, driving Izzi to my folks, driving Izzi to Anna’s, driving to and from work, hours and hours of driving and hundreds of pounds in diesel.
The house keeps getting tickled by thieves, the roof is fixed but the guttering, bay windows, barge boards, outside walls and street walls all need attention.
But as everyone says incessantly about the house…. It’ll be lovely when it’s finished.