The builder who was at my studio was due to complete the work on my windows in 2 days, I figured it would more likely take 3 days, I was wrong. 5 days later my windows are still not finished, the builder was no where to be seen and my studio had been left in a dirty horrible mess.
Today the plan was that all the building work would be finally be done and I would clean and unpack my studio so that I could finally get back to work, but what greeted me just made me want to yell, cry, and scream all at the same time. A lovely friend had turned up to help me to clean and unpack but after 3 hours of working flat out at removing piles of caked on cement from door handles, the floor, windows, plug sockets, pipework, and pretty much everywhere else it felt like we were getting no where. My friend ran out time helping me and reluctantly left me to it. I assured her that I wasnt going to beaten by the mess but an hour later and I had had enough and just couldnt work out what to do about it all. I considered sitting and having a good old cry but decided that would be a waste of time as it wouldnt fix anything or make me feel better about the mess. I couldnt call my my Mum and Dad to lend a hand as they are holiday, my DH was in another City, and so there was really only one thing to be done, I went to my Uncle Bry. Uncle Bry is my Mums brother who lives near to my studio and so I walked to his house, knocked on the door and explained my predicament whilst trying not to burst into tears (I really had had a gut full with the mess and the delays already), he walked with me back to my studio and after seeing the mess he set about working out a cleaning schedule and sure enough bit by bit the studio started to come together again, dust free and very clean. I still have a way to go in getting everything unpacked, sorted and looking how I want it to look but that will have to wait. For now I have a tidy and very clean studio and I am just relieved and happy that I can finally get back to work.