The usual mania that accompanies a house full of boxes simply isn't present. It's hot. The girls are on summer holiday. When I try to work, they have none of it and we all end up frazzled and grumpy. However, when I let it be, when I simply clean up what we have out and enjoy our life around the boxes (hey, the kitchen and playroom were done on day one), it's all good. I haven't seen these things in three months. It can wait.
What is bringing you contentment right now?