State of the flat

I pretty much managed to avoid thinking about the flat this week. It was a welcome respite - over the last few months it's turned into as much an emotional black hole as a fiscal one (I'm waiting on that analogy to fail shortly - I believe I'll start to get something out of it very soon now). Nothing much was scheduled to happen with the flat anyway, except for a few loose ends to be tied up by the electrician, though even that didn't get done in the end. I made up for it a little today, by optimistically starting shopping for some essentials. It's not strictly necessary, but there doesn't seem to be any harm in it, given that there are sales on right now and I've actually got kitchen cupboards in which to store things.

I bought some pots and pans, crockery and a set of kitchen knives and in doing so I realised that I do indeed have a strong streak of perfectionism. This is something I've denied many times in the past when accusations of perfectionism have been aimed in my direction. My basis for denial was relatively straightforward: I've worked with a perfectionist in the past, and to be honest, I didn't, and still don't, come close to his infuriatingly anally retentive standard of nit-picking. Now, however, I'm willing to admit that perfectionism can probably be viewed as sliding scale and I'm definitely teetering towards one end. This after my realisation that over the last few months I've examined virtually every set of pots and pans, crockery and kitchen knives in a 20 mile radius (I'm exaggerating for comedic effect, but not nearly as much as you'd hope). I should have picked up on some other warning signs earlier. Having the flooring shipped from Austria for example - that should probably have set some alarm bells ringing (I'll forever remember Mija's response when I told her about that: "You are so gay!" - I found it hard to disagree, although I'm sure straight people have nice flooring from Austria too...)

Anyway, next week should be slightly more eventful. The electrician should turn up, my fireplace should be fitted at last (though given the numerous delays with it along the way, I won't be entirely surprised if it's not), the countertop for the kitchen will be fitted as well and the remaining plastering work should be done. Bar the decorating that finishes off the living room and kitchen and allows me to clear out the bedroom to make a start on that. I've a tiler scheduled for the following week, which means that the showerroom will be finished soon as well. And then... well, I'm not going to think about that. There are still a few too many "should"'s in there, and I've learned the hard way to be cautious about the indeterminism it implies.

Real soon now, or so I hope...