Relief

As the deadline for the tenants moving out of our house has drawn nearer the stress levels have risen. The fear of the unknown has led to our imaginations painting all sorts of horrible pictures of our house.....dirt, grime, dead rats, strange smells, rotting unidentified objects, the garden a barren wasteland, the house a burnt out shell or simply a pile of rubble with the letterbox hanging sideways off it's post.

A frightening and unrealistic projection that has lead to many a sleepless night and distracted day, however all was revealed today and of course it wasn't half as bad as what we had imagined.

After six years of no maintenance the house wants for some TLC as you'd expect. There are some additional issues we're not best pleased about BUT overall the house is A) still standing and B) almost livable. With some serious elbow grease, some intense airing out and a lot of ongoing handyman type activity we will, once again be able to call it home. (I oversimplify somewhat but you get the idea.)

SO, although we're relieved (I can't tell you how relieved we are) we are still looking at a week or two of extremely hard work of scrubbing and cleaning before we move back into our home. If in the meantime the blogs a little light on, my apologies. I can't type in marigolds.