Sometimes, I just can't tell

Defending the demolition of a 115-ft mural to make way for property development, a council spokesperson said they "had to consider the wider picture".

I just can't make up my mind: was that deliberate and really rather clever, or was it the other thing?

(The story's here, should you be interested.)

Karen is grinding slowly north-west

Apparently my wife is a tropical storm. This appears to make her happy, which is all to the good.

I, on the other hand, am feeling very difficult and rather small. Which is hard, where I'm supposed to be big and easy. Everything is pressure, which is a place where I don't do well. I am late to get in touch with friends, I am late with other people's deadlines, because apparently simple things are too much for me; I can't even cook a decent dinner any more. I would totally pull this hole in over my head, only I don't think I've dug it deep enough yet.

Mac was cute this morning, but that's all that got me through the day. My own work, since you ask, is risible.

Also there was a huge fire a very short walk away. Fortunately, m'wife is a tropical storm. She'll put that out, if it comes anywhere near us. The smoke alarms are just redundancy.