Today one of our contractors was fitting another couple of posts to reinforce the rear wall of the house, which involved an awful lot of banging and sawing, just as I was getting on a call with one of my clients. Whereas yesterday a pause had coincided with when I needed to speak, today the racket was loud and constant for three hours, before, work completed, our contractor left for the day.
Somewhat shellshocked, I struggled through the rest of the day, mind enfeebled, and at about six downed tools, emotionally and mentally exhausted by it all.
After the girls were asleep, I then had to start on final preparations for my tournament, collating entry sheets, rosters, and all the other stuff required to make things go smoothly on Saturday. I have tomorrow off work, luckily enough, which gives me more time to run around printing things and otherwise panicking, hopefully before a good night’s sleep on Friday. Here we go…