ripples

It is amazing how quickly you can get used to an irritant so that you barely register the effect that it has on your life until that irritant is gone.

This can be a food that you don't realize causes you to be ill, a person, that is no longer a good fit in your life, it can be something that causes you grief.

We have had tenant issues since April 28th. It is crazy what you can put up with, sometimes because you have to, and sometimes because even though you have taken your legal position to the nth degree, you still have to hurry up and wait for someone else to take action. This weekend, our tenants have more or less vacated the premises.

I am tired of talking about this issue, tired of having to react and act, tired of having to have family meetings and discuss strategy and what does work, what can work, and what isn't working.

It feels great. After the major loads of stuff were gone, and most of the stuff taken out of our driveway (I cannot wait for garbage day this week) you could feel a palatable difference in the air. We all relaxed a little. We all went to take a look in the suite to see what was left. Yup, one load left, hopefully to be picked up some time this week. And then we are back to somewhere closer to square one, with new, er not so new, family components moving in. Hopefully it works out well to have all the immediate family members under different portions of one roof. Time will tell.

I have the urge to clean. To reclaim what is ours. I cleaned up my patio this weekend, sweeping and pruning, and tying back my burgeoning peas. Amazing what a little labour can do.

Nice to feel like Ken and I's home is ours again. Not worrying about who may be lurking around in the middle of the night, or what is happening during the day when we aren't home. It has been so long that this has been going on, that now, it is like a burden has been lifted and I can take a breathe of fresh air again.