sledgehammers and candelabras

[the_siobhan]

On January 4 of this year, I wrote:

In 2012 I will no longer live in an environment that exacerbates my allergies, my asthma or my depression. 2011 will be spent figuring out how to best to achieve that goal and then working towards it.

The renos might be finished on the anniversary of that post, but I am not about to lay out any large sums of money betting on it.

They work was desperately needed and it's going to be awesome when the place is done. The upstairs is really bright and open and cheerful now. But the process has been incredibly stressful. I can't even figure out why I'm so tied in knots about it to be honest. It's not like living in a dump with no place to put anything is a new thing since we moved here.

But I was getting pretty fed up with living in a house where dust constantly falls from exposed plaster and beams, with tripping over crap piled in every corner and not being able to even clean the space properly, and with floors that crack and spit up nails at random intervals. Having the prospect of living in a space with walls and space and clean dangled in front of me for months - well it's been frying my brain.

I'm sure that come January something else will be stressing me out all the time. But right now it's this.

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[mr_sharkey]

Boy can I empathize.

M.