Any Day Now

At the beginning of this week, I was a bag of nerves regarding the building work we are having done at our house. Things have been moving at snail pace, so on Monday morning when I was told that nobody would be coming that day, I was like like a cat on a hot tin roof.

Luckily, I didn’t loose my cool, took the information on the chin, and settled in for a chilled out day of reading and writing, so by the Monday evening, I was thankful in a strange sort of way for the free time that had been granted in the absence of the ground force. 

Sitting here this Thursday evening, enjoying the perfect combination of bright skies, warm climate with a slight breeze, I’m just looking at the progress been made on the building front since Tuesday morning, and I feel much more at ease. Yesterday, watching my granddaughter assist and help a young deaf boy at her playgroup, was a joy to behold, bringing tears to Grandpa’s eyes. I am a. Dry,  dry lucky man in many ways. Problem is I don’t always appreciate it. 

 

 my beautiful granddaughter, asleep with Ian the sheep.

my beautiful granddaughter, asleep with Ian the sheep.