It’s hard to believe we moved in back in March (once most of the lambing was over). It’s already August and we’ve been in a strange sort of stasis since then.
The Beard got a job, so suddenly I am inefficient project-manager-in-chief. That was probably just as well. Not only is it nice to know that even if this mad enterprise doesn’t have immediate lift off, there will still be oil in the tank and food on the table, but things are also probably marginally less likely to drop through the cracks with only one person nominally responsible.
So, since moving in, life has mostly involved stockpiling seasonal homemade goodies, ready for when we open next year, making new friends in Littondale, and relentlessly hounding our architect to give us some plans that we can submit to the YDNP. Oh yes, and the dreaded website building. Please bear with me on that front. I am much more of a cook than a techie. I have techies I know and love in my life, who no doubt would manage all this in a twinkling of an eye and have it looking shiny so much sooner, but then I wouldn’t know how to change it myself, or fix it when something strange happens to some mysterious list somewhere (ask The Beard what I managed to do to the Sophie’s Cookery School website back in Oxford days…). So I plod on. Sigh.
