This week was the challenging week in the life of my reno. I never wanted to complain because it is just the most exciting thing I can’t possibly believe it is happening for me
however
I have not been in my living room since June as all the furniture from the rest of the main floor is piled to the ceiling in there. This week the fridge and stove moved in there too. I have gone without power, water, washer and dryer and kitchen throughout and at varying intervals in the last two months. The dust is post apocalyptic and the charm of half a dozen people named Joe or Frank in my home at all hours was wearing thin.
Did I forget to mention I run a small art school for children out of my home?
but then a friend arrived with these, my very favourite flowers, and suddenly I could see the future.
All it takes it’s a little glimpse of hope to see the future. At the worst moment of our life, there is always light, however small it is!!
Isn’t it true and doesn’t it make us want to do little nice things for people all the time because we know about its magic/