Life seems to be a little hectic (read frenetic) at the moment!

The nature of my day job as a freelancer means that I never quite know when I’m going to have a lot of work and when there will be none at all. It tends to be a bit of a case of feast or famine. This week I have a lot of work. On the  positive side, it’s very interesting and I’m enjoying doing it; on the negative side, everything else has been thrown to the winds and I’m in complete and utter chaos!

I have been doing little bits and pieces of stitching and knitting as rewards to myself for working hard, but somehow I seem to have managed to have so many projects on the go, that a little bit here and a little bit there means that I don’t have much of anything at all to show you! Spreading myself too thinly in too many directions always ends up in me feeling totally overwhelmed and stressed. I know this full well, but still manage to get myself into the same pickle over and over again.

I had been doing so well, being super-disciplined about not starting one project until I had finished something else and every second project was supposed to be trying to finish one of my prehistoric UFOs. What happened? Somehow, without my realizing it, I was seduced by Carrie Nelson‘s wonderful new book, Miss Rosie’s Spice of Life Quilts and by a whole bunch of delicious Malabrigo yarn – and before I knew what was going on guess what happened ? Butterfly syndrome all over again. When will I ever learn?

For once I am thankful that it’s been raining most of this week – it relieves me of my garden neglect guilt. One thing that I can take off the list as just impossible to do. However, the house and the children haven’t gone away – and there I’m starting to climb the walls a little. (Don’t you love the picture of the housewife at the top of the page. It’s the high heels that do it for me I think!). We have some friends coming round tomorrow. They live in the most delightful house you ever saw, they are utterly charming people, but I can’t even begin to tell you how their visit fills me with dread. Which really is wrong, isn’t it?

I guess I have to just drop my (already pretty low) standards and just accept that people, particularly friends, will have to just take me as they find me. This is quite a tricky one for me. As you may know, Switzerland is famous for its housekeeping standards. I know women who stay home and clean their homes all day, who wash their windows and vacuum out their cars on a weekly basis, in whose homes you could, frankly, eat your dinner off the floor. It’s actually quite a sad state of affairs. I’m not sure that I could EVER feel happy and fulfilled doing that, but I guess some people do.

Well, here is one  messy little English rebel in a sea of Swiss organization and cleanliness. And that’s just how it has to be.

So back to the chaos and with apologies for the rant!

Helen

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