Wednesday, 28 March 2012

House in France: cortisol levels - dangerously high.

Emotions are like a piece of elastic, if they're repetitively over stretched they become fatigued and break. No dramatic "snap", just one tired, limp piece of useless material. Replacement of the spent elastic takes time - if one can be bothered.

 A cottage of the Dordogne (our first trip to France) 
My emotional elastic needs replacement - not due to circumstance beyond my control but circumstance of my making, so please, no sympathy. 

As many already know a renovation company, with offices in France and England, have had the keys to My French Folly for over 14 months, and despite repeated promises and payment, the house remains untouched. But hope finally appeared on the horizon during January this year, when Man of Action was employed by the aforementioned company to work on notre maison. Quotes were received, the budget range provided by the company was grossly exceeded, new quotes were in the process of being negotiated then silence from France -  yet again. Emails went unanswered.

Suspicions were aroused as this was the behaviour of the renovation company owners, not of their employee, Man of Action. After some sleuthing, I unearthed Man of Action's private email, only to learn that he was no longer working for the company  on a part time basis as he had accepted full time employment elsewhere..................

Back to square one. Cortisol levels - dangerously high! Je pense que je suis dans le caca! Time to get out my photographs and employ some positive visualization meditation techniques..............The trouble is that it is difficult to banish two specific pictures which repeatedly creep into my  drawing water from our well and perched on top of a commode.  Merde!

Currently there is not enough "industrie" happening at My French Folly.