My life feels like a perpetual state of unfinished.  As I may have mentioned before my kitchen is in a state of construction and has been for almost 10 years (about 9 as my dog is 9 and we started shortly after we got her or shortly before).  It’s constantly not finished and even as we finish smaller items around the house we never seem to finish the kitchen.

The entire house is a work in progress, the hall is torn out, the bedrooms need to be re-floored, the kitchen is well under construction.

This year though the focus has been on what can we do outside.  How can we make it better?  How can we make it so we spend more time outside in the sunshine, letting the beautiful rays brighten our days?  So we decide to take down the dead trees that threaten to do damage to the house, take down the leaning tower of a chimney that was threatening to give us a skylight in our bathroom, and build ourselves a patio.  At the rate we are moving forward I’ll be surprised if this doesn’t become another kitchen nightmare.

It’s frustrating to see things move slowly.  While I understand sometimes it’s just outside of our control, it’s frustrating and makes me wish we never started the project.  It’s just another thing to be upset about.  Another thing to drag me down and feel sick about.  So my back yard oasis that was meant to make me feel good inside, and help perk me up is now going to be another item on the list of things that just depress me.

Here’s hoping that I’m wrong and that the oasis becomes just that my oasis.