keeping sane

The only thing keeping me sane, keeping me focussed, inwardly centred and outwardly calm is the thought that on Sunday I will be making brunch, reading the papers, drinking coffee with the Big Man, listening to the sound of the radio and the boys racing around our new home.


That vision is keeping me sane.  Getting me through phone calls, emails, conversations and trying to understand the legalities and responsibilities for crashed cars in to buildings and boundary disputes.


I can smell the coffee. Taste the eggs.  Hear the laughter.


I can feel the relief.


130 hours to go….


going crazy



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