They say that renovating your house is akin to renovating your soul; the house being metaphor for your psyche. So, that must mean I am going through a major overhaul right now!
Yesterday the house renovations started quite literally with a bang, thud and crash. As the demolition occurs and bits of the house crumble and fall, the bob-cat dutifully comes along scrapes it all into a neat pile and throws it into a very large truck to be carted away to goodness knows where.
So what is this saying about me? Are layers of me also being stripped away, demolished to be swept up and carted off? What am I throwing away? What will be the *new* me after this rather cathartic process? Hmmmmm, interesting parallel, let’s see what happens.
