Ever bitten off more than you can chew?
This week, that is exactly how I felt.
Yesterday I finally got the keys to house I had purchased, and on remembrance and reflection of the work it needs, it can only be described as a bombsite.
I think, in the future, once it’s done, it’ll be good, a lovely family home for rental.
But that is then, and this is now.
And as I stood in this bombsite house which requires immense rectification, realising the enormity of the task before me, I knew I had bitten off more than I could chew.
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