Everything or nothing...

I am slightly concerned that this doesn’t just become a series of pictures of a shed going up but, apart from writing, that is what I am mostly doing at the moment.

The shed, soon-to-be-poustinia, is now up and largely weather-tight. You can possibly make out the plastic sheeting on the roof held on picturesquely by some large stones. It’s not pretty, but that’s not what I want to discuss; I plan to tell you about my temptations.

You see, there is still a decking bit with a roof to go in front of the shed. I can’t do that until I pick up the wood, DV on Wednesday. However my s-t-b-p is getting wet and that doesn’t seem right…

So, on the one hand I am tempted to stick the felt on the roof now to make it weather tight. That would appeal to my neater sense and would preserve the shed. However I would then have to bodge the new bit of roof on to make it waterproof.

On the other hand part of me says I should just leave it. It is only a couple of days and, even in Cumbria it can only rain so much… probably.

Neither would be quite right, so I scrabbled around for sheeting, but it did make me think that this was a microcosm of life. Too often I want to either do everything now (even though it will prevent me doing a proper job later) or not bother starting until I have a hope of finishing. Often neither will do. Life is dynamic. We have to do things for now and work towards a bigger picture. That’s the way that s-t-b-p’s turn into p’s.