This week I feel I have a deeper understanding of the concept of suspense. I don't find out til next Monday whether I got the job I was interviewed for. Time feels a bit weird, do I carry on with the assumption that I have no employment lined up, do I keep operating with faith that at some point (soon or far) I will have paid work again? It is like I have to suspend belief in knowing what is coming next. Which as none of us do, should be how I feel all the time. Except this is odd.
It has been butter meltingly warm so I'm trying to enjoy time outside and getting as many tasks done as possible. Keeping alive the plants I'm supposed to be keeping alive, removing those that are not supposed to be there, and then helping the tomato plants focus their energies by removing some of their leaves. I've never successfully grown tomatoes before, I'm not good at pruning, we'll see what happens.
Pruning the clutter is also slow progress. I know these days are not endless yet still the house hasn't yet had the whole transformation I envisaged. I guess these things take time.
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