This is the view over my front gate. It tends to keep me going, keeps me focussed on the goal. After last week's progress in the galleries, this week has seen all the stress I hate return. And all it makes me feel is huge longing for the cottage - where I call home but what actually isn't yet.
The frustration at the mortgage delay is making me tired. I'm sure this is raising my anxiety levels at work, and making me more desperate to be listened to. And with the notion of "It'll all be over soon" slipping further into the future, I need a good cheer up, or a good drink, or both...
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