“So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit
“Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.”
A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Random commonalities: The writer’s names both have double initials. Both books describe the adventures of fantastical creatures or at the very least animals that talk, ponder and expound surprising and irrefutable animal wisdom – and charm.
I agree with this wisdom and I’d pass it on to anyone who asks. When composed and retrospective I can even believe it myself. But honestly there have been a number of times over the past 10 months where I have lost the plot, my cool, my peace and my head.
Ten months ago we began what was meant to be a 3 week job building a 2nd floor terrace off the back of our kitchen. Today the inspector signed our works off and declared them complete, safe and compliant.
As you can imagine, when a 3 week job becomes a 10 month job, some things have gone seriously wrong. We’ve had to replace a builder, undo and redo the first builder’s work, negotiate with some challenging people, co-ordinate a number of different elements of the building ourselves, placate neighbours, pick up the pieces after a serious (so nearly could have been fatal) accident when a 25kg steel post fell off our 2nd floor and through the glass roof of the ground floor flat, make oodles of phone calls (not my strength), write heaps of emails, shell out far morn dosh than budgeted for … and … I’m running out of breath.
Praise God, it’s all over and today was a miracle day – I imagined a million things that could go wrong and all things were turned around in our favour. Oh why oh why do I ever doubt? God is good. Full stop.
Now I have room in my brain to get excited for the arrival of my family.