I am completely out of balance. What a difference a few days make! I usually come home on a wednesday and then have the rest of the week and the weekend to get things like bills, washing, email, DA, random crises, letters, urgent birthday cards/presents etc. sorted. Now that we came back on saturday night (and were pretty out of it most of the sunday) I’m in complete panic mode. There are so many things to do and nowhere near enough hours in a day. There are also a lot of pending shoots that I was hoping to do in february that I feel I have no time nor energy to realise right now. And to top it all, it turns out that when we bought this flat the vendor’s estate agent (who was a fuckwit) forgot to do certain little things like getting the right documents to the tax office etc. So, there was a letter from the tax office waiting for us, saying that we have to get this thing sorted by the 23rd! Great.
I wish I could just hide from the world and have a breather. Instead I run around trying to pick up the pieces, while knowing that I got to go back to England in two weeks and drop everything I’ve just gotten under control all over again. This is no way to fucking live.
I’m sure I’ll feel different tomorrow.
Anyways, the few days I had of actual holiday in England were nice. Instead of boring you with my writing, I’ve put together a selection of pictures, mainly from Valentine’s Day and the cocktail ‘party’ we had at Susanna’s. I’m sure you’ll, erm, enjoy. 😐