#paceoflife

Somedays you’ve got to realise near enough is good enough. This is one of those days and god it feels good.

I’ve laid down my brush for the rest of the week because there simply aren’t enough hours in each day for what I hope to achieve. I could, but I’d go mad doing so. So I won’t.

The house won’t be completed by the time the first flatmate moves in. The cushions don’t match. There are 2 too many mismatched bedside tables. Paint spots freckle the carpet and floorboards. And there’s no rug.

But it feels homely and lived in. Plus I’m inspired that it’s a work-in-progress, albeit at a slower pace.