Stressed.

S went to sgoil-àraich this morning, I walked back from the village with Jess, part of the way with M. I got home and started on packing kitchen things, downsizing and getting rid of stuff is such a good feeling at the moment.
An email from the estate agent arrived apologising for the length of time the landlord is taking to choose a tenant, she had a bad experience with her previous tenant and is nervous about picking the right people. I really couldn’t do anymore than I’ve done to convince someone that we are nice decent people to have as tenants. Im just letting fate decide, I’ve lost a lot of sleep over the last week. Last night was particularly bad, I have a lot of nightmares and sleep walking night terrors where I think someone is breaking into our house and I get up to investigate. Last night I got up and felt so sure someone was breaking in that I grabbed a kitchen knife whilst sleepwalking and went outside into the rain. Luckily I didn’t hurt myself but the stress of it all is getting to me.

A blip of a pretty fruit bowl, finding some comfort and peace in the daily ritual of this app whilst things feel so tumultuous.