Well you just never know what life will throw at you.
If we go down the simplistic “everything happens for a reason” road, then Trevor’s sudden and unprecedented health scare could be taken as a timely wake-up call.
Maybe it’s time to get our head out of the clouds and look at everything from a different angle.
We have allowed things to drift a bit; understandable really as we thought we had time on our side for the French project. Maybe we still have, but we need to stop dreaming and start doing.
We have been concentrating on making enough money to get through this renovation project and lost sight of just why we are doing this in the first place. Time to shift a gear or two.
As well as analysing OUR personal outlook, we have a couple of pressing practical problems to think about as the end is finally in sight on the village house.
(1) I look out of the kitchen window at one of the most charming, authentic and chic houses in the village –above left-(How are we I going to live up to THAT?) ((my French linen and voile blinds are cute though, huh?))
(2) Even with the French doors into courtyard at the rear and a lighter paint job, the cave is still going to be dark (30 feet long with no natural light source in the middle) this is going to test all my design skills…-right – Also have had to grudgingly concede that French doors at front into street are not practical; a heavy, traditional hardwood door with a big glass panel and black cast iron decorative grill is best option. We could look forever for an antique or vintage door with the right dimensions or we can have one made ( cost alarm goes off!)