If you live in Christchurch and a builder calls giving you only two days’ notice for the start of a project, there is only one answer “yes”
grovel, grovel. The rest of life just has to
be juggled to fit in with the unexpected because a moment’s hesitation could
mean you would never see the builder again …. ever. I am so thankful
that I’ll have a new laundry/storeroom to dry our washing this winter (instead
of having it hanging around in our open plan living area) and there will be shelves to place all
my fabrics and creative paraphernalia on.
It is possible that my creative mojo might just return once I can easily access my stuff. And how exciting would that be?! I’m looking forward to being able to host some of my creative, bloggy friends here once the extension is sorted.
P.S. this post has been sitting in draft for four weeks. Well the builders came, worked for a day and a half and I haven't seen them since. Sigh - I offered to do all the washing for my next door neighbour who has just had a baby so now I'll have two lots hanging around my living area.