I blame Sisyphus

We all have boulders to push up hills.  It's the same for everybody.  I blame  Sisyphus. In the big picture of things we know that we just need to keep on pushing and, eventually, we will get to the top.  On the outside, people see the progress that you are making, whilst on the inside you just feel the strain.  To keep some sense of perspective, sometimes N and I just think about how many inches up the hill we need to push today and apply ourselves to that but, sometimes, even that is too much.  Today was such a day, too big a boulder, too tired, too much.  We came back home to Lentillac and did some simple stuff.  In the evening we had a barbecue and some wine, normal stuff.  The humming bird insects work hard to get what they need.  I wonder if they ever get a day off.