Barnbuilding

Hello and welcome to the new and improved Barn!

Except that it may not look very new. And it may not be all that improved. For example, my grammar will still suck at times. But apart from that, it's all very exciting!

As I said back at ye olde homestead, there is work to be done on getting everything unpacked and moved. I hope you will bear with me while that happens. It was a bit of a blow to realise that, after all my confident boasts that moving the archives was NO PROBLEM (I said that! No problem, I said!) that it turned out to be ...um...not so much.

Despite the utter tedium of doing the move manually, it has been rather amusing, looking back over the whole of the Mare oeuvre up until this point. Realising how much time I have spent obsessing, writing and thinking about infertility was a bit...sombering at times. But, as Suz and Deborah over at The Trying Game have both pointed out, it's still probably cheaper than either therapy or HPTs. And it's probably twice as much fun.

Right, well then, make yourself at home... I think there is some lemonade around here somewhere, or possibly some vodka. Both, if you're in the mood.

I'm just going to go on quietly putting the roof on the barn, humming that anthemic melody from the film Witness, and trying to not to nail my thumb to the beams.