Chaos is OK. Well, that’s what I’m telling myself, as our home in Lille fills with more and more things to take down to Belvès at some point…
I’m finding the enforced confinement bearable but the mounting piles of stuff for the new business are starting seriously to reduce our living space.
Take what is my home office – or, perhaps more accurately, what was my home office. There’s now just a little path between the door and my desk.
In it, we have piled up:
- Five armchairs
- A sofa
- Three tables
- Two standard lamps
- A lampshade
- A bathroom sink
- A steamer trunk
- Ten cushions
- A meat slicer
- A professional ice cream maker
- Two coffee machines
- A chandelier
- Umpteen metres of different fabrics
- 12 litres of undercoat for plasterboard
- Five litres of off-white matt emulsion
And that’s not counting a sixth armchair in the salon and seven wooden chairs stacked up in our bedroom.
We’ve even bought a new car so we can start taking this stuff down with us on each trip we make to Belvès between now and moving down. Well, actually, Damon’s mum very kindly bought it for us – she figured our little MX-5 wasn’t quite up to the job. (She has a point.)
Thing is, the new, much larger car is stuck on the showroom forecourt, as they were due to deliver it on Monday… but the lock-down has meant they can’t.
Mind you, we can’t leave the apartment unless it’s for food or medical supplies, to go to work or to walk a dog. So, road trips to the south west are off the cards for the time being anyway.
And our moving date in the first week of May is now looking increasingly unlikely.
Everything feels very much up in the air at the moment.
I’m sure many of you feel very much the same. Bon courage à nous tous !