A week of Chaos and delays

I missed Wednesday's blog post.
And while I always try to show up with something inspiring, honest, and beautiful — this week, everything simply became too much. Life lately feels like juggling ten balls while balancing on a tightrope, in a storm.

The month of moving is supposed to be fun — chaotic, yes, but fun. Exciting, full of new ideas, fresh beginnings, the thrill of a new space. But right now? It’s mostly overwhelming.

Packing, planning the interior, making decisions — all while dealing with unexpected setbacks. We've already been delayed by more than a month, and still the work on our new home crawls forward at a snail’s pace. It’s frustrating beyond words.

This week in particular was rough.
A tile worker who managed to install five tiles in six hours.
A wrong bathtub being delivered.
Flooring works delayed (again).
Tasks left half-done or completely untouched.
And what hurts most: there’s someone supposed to supervise all this — but either he’s absent, or if he shows up, people don’t take him seriously.

We both have full-time jobs, and yet we find ourselves driving to the construction site almost every single day just to check if anything is happening. Spoiler: Most days, it’s not. And with every delay, the pressure rises. We have to move at the end of June, but honestly, I’m starting to feel like we won’t make it.

We’re already talking about a Plan B. Because nothing about this is reliable.
And it makes me feel so guilty — for not showing up here, not delivering the mid-week blog post, not keeping up with the rhythm you’re used to.

But I also know: I’m human. And this is life. Beautiful, messy, and sometimes out of control.
So if you're in a similar storm right now — I see you. I feel you. And I hope July brings us a little softness. A bit of space to breathe. And finally: the joy we’ve been working so hard for.

Waves of love, always.
Ines