So it is official, we will be no where near ready when the folks arrive. Only one wall up, so much more to do and we leave a week from Tuesday to pick them up and bring them home. It is frustrating that we didn't get far and it is of course my fault. I was so scared to start I let us blow more than two weeks of time doing nothing but cleaning. Stupid!

Now we are so far behind.

My Darling is doing a great job but I swing between feeling useless and like I am the grunt monkey. I am familiar with the grunt monkey, it was my place in every other time of my life. I do the scut work, the tedious stuff, pulling nails, chiseling wood, scraping and cutting. I even crawled up in the attic so as to move insulation around.

Arrrrg, so much work, I'm so very tired already and we have just begun, I don't know how I used to do so much. To be young again, and full of energy. Now I am just old and sore and feeling sad that I can not see the end of the race.

I wish you Peace

~alison~

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