Filed under: everyday living
my little rented box is not a haven. there are no springs at its heart.
Our little rented box is being rennovated. We have NO shower. Sure, we are not paying rent. But i still cannot shower. my little rented box is playing host to visitors. They also cannot shower. They say that house guests begin to smell after three days, house guests who can’t shower begin to smell a lot sooner.
I hate my house at the moment and i had to escape. Maybe i will not return this week. I just can’t cope.
Tonight there are a number of things that press heavily on my head. There are many things that i have not been able to complete during my waking hours, each day i add to the list, each day i am paralysed by the guilt of another thing not completed. I must make some time to cross things off.
I need time to pick up each of my possessions and examine its value in my life and decide whether it is worth keeping or tossing to wind.
