How is it possible to carry on while being this overwhelmingly exhausted.

Yet, here I am. Awake.

SO many projects in this house and I'm getting there. But it's not near the end yet.
I'm sanding and bogging and sanding and bogging the flat bathroom, which now has two new walls. Still need to tile the kickboard, the wall and the top of the shower wall. But first I have to paint the primer so the tile adhesive sticks.

I'm sanding and gapping the trim around the window. I'm sanding back the kitchenette bench, so the sink has been lifted.
I still need to clean, and sand and bog until it's fine. Then clean up the dust. Tile. Clean again. Paint. Put the shelves next to the sink. Find a mirror that looks nice. Replace the toilet tank. Paint the window trim. Seal the kitchenette bench. Sand. Seal again. Replace the sink. Seal. Hope it works.
But wait. There's more.
The rumpus room still leaks. The cleaner used a gurney to clean the front porch (which still has mold, so she didn't clean all of it) and found dry rot. The walls need to be sealed again. So I'll gap around the windows and seals. And I'll need to paint.

Plus the turf. I've spent over $300 on new grass in the last month. Now that looks fantastic. Pat on my own back thankyouverymuch. Yeah!

Meanwhile I'm balancing dinners and laundry and house and kids. I have no more food in the house and must, MUST go grocery shopping tomorrow. Thank goodness we're on school holidays so I can actually try to get things done.

So, let's work out a priority list here.
Granny flat:
*bedroom window and corner
*seal the kitchenette bench
*sand and bog bathroom wall
*prepare to tile

And time to wash and wax the car again. Nearly oil change time.

To bring this full around,
I'm sick.

That's it. Time for bed.
Goodnight, world.