“You’ll have to excuse me, I’m not at my best
I’ve been gone for a month, I’ve been drunk since I left
These so-called vacations will soon be my death.
I’m so sick from the drink I need home for a rest”

— Home For A Rest by Spirit of the West.

So, we’ve finally got the place livable. 90% of the boxes are unpacked and most of the stuff is in the right place. Soon we’ll have the curtains all hung and the acutrements all in place and the place will be fit for company and entertaining. I have a tonne of photos to post but am waiting until we’re 110% finished before I post them. In the meantime, I get to enjoy the sweltering heat and hope that it will break soon and it won’t be an oven in our kitchen.

Perhaps now that the craziness is done I’ll have a chance to post more… but then again perhaps not.

Expect me if/when you see me.