No, not flooding today. This is a photo from a few days back. Today made the idle juggling of a couple of plates on sticks last week seem easy-peasy - today the ante was upped and I had two dozen of them to keep on top of, and in different rooms, or so it felt. Phone calls from both Agents, who have both been brilliant, and chasing up Solicitors, and all sorts of other behind the scenes situations in an effort to try to get to exchange today. Now hoping that the further round of discussions this afternoon have facilitated an exchange tomorrow. We shall see. I shan't go into detail, but full co-operation was not evident . . .
All this and packing too, and trying to remember to order my prescription (that took 3 calls, being in a queue of 3 each time), and then sort the meat order for Christmas. After 4 p.m. when I remembered I was meant to phone them and pay for it, I couldn't get through so Tam drove us to Llandeilo and I picked up some huge Wild Boar Sausages, a lovely rolled shoulder of Salt Marsh Lamb, a kilo of top stewing steak and some kidneys and then pasties for tea because I was totally beyond cooking.
Now I am totally beyond, and there are other worries which I can't share here, but at least I didn't have time to sit and worry today.
More boxes packed (Craft Room today) and all the mouse droppings and a snug nest in a suitcase, removed from the under-eaves storage. We are getting there but sometimes the mountain seems like Everest.
So, off to bed, and hoping I will sleep through. The wheel turning with the Winter Solstice brings us a move towards the light, and spring . . .