The flip side of our recent domestic pleasures is barely-controlled chaos. The renovations of Christopher's room continue and things are starting to take shape. Probably the hardest part is that Christopher isn't able to use his own bed. Anyone who has tried to lift a 12-year-old boy from a mattress on the floor will realise how difficult that is. Garry is valiantly fighting against the tracking of dirt and dust into the house... the back deck looks like something exploded... the washing line and dryer are right in the work zone so I try to use them 'after hours' (not very successfully).
nusquam est umquam simplex
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