The Voices in My Head
Ah - the voices in my head. Don’t give me that look. Like it's a bad thing. Long time no…write. Anonymously. To people I know, those I marginally am acquainted with and complete strangers who inexplicably wend their way to my blog. Yeah - so I’ve had an intense few months. (Excuse me while I turn up one of my favourite songs. Hotel California by the Eagles. I know every note and nuance.) Ah - OK. So where was I? Yes - an intense few months. B3 and I bought a house in case I didn’t communicate that. A roller coaster of emotion and with the “new mortgage rules” a clash of common sense vs. the imaginary. Don't get me started. The process took months and we didn't know if we would ever get this house. But - here we are - as of February 28th - in our new house. A big, big beautiful old house with a big, big , beautiful yard. And all of it somewhat neglected and *gag* filthy. I have just, in the past 36 or so hours, come up for air. And by air