Over the last week I've been finding myself feeling totally over whelmed by the number of things to do, and decisions to make both at work and home. Sourcing and ordering a kitchen, moving my stuff from London, painting... Everything knocked off the to do list seems to generate something else, and every decision seems complicated and costly. Folk keep asking about all our home improvements. What will you do about this? How will that be? When will you get this? None of it is meant unkindly, and I know it shouldn't feel like all these decisions are being judged - but it does.
It was getting to the point where I'd started stressing over the most minor things, like was I using a blue and red for the Marius Sweater that would suit me well. (Or maybe that is the most important thing!) Which resulted in a huge packet of blue and red wool arriving today!
So I've given myself permission not to give a shit about a few of the things on my to do list. And when somebody asked yesterday what I was doing about a new sofa, I said 'nothing'. And that felt good.









