A few days ago there was an article in the Wall Street Journal on Stress. You would have found me over there at the extreme end of the red zone; exhausted, absent-minded and make mistakes in the simplest of tasks.
We closed yesterday and the relief was palpable. Even drive home, through rush-hour traffic in pouring rain did not dampen my spirits.
Here is a photo of the house-in-waiting, empty and echoing with unfulfilled promises. Or at least that is how I felt at the time. I have to thank almost everyone involved, and most of all our builder for working with me to allow me to move our belongings in before closing. That house is no longer empty but it is far from unpacked. I have created small islands of calm amidst the boxes, the sitting room shown in this photo is now cozy and comfortable.
Posting may be erratic for another week or so, but I will try to get back on track.
