Well life’s not got any less stressful since the last blog post but I won’t go into it except to say there was minor fall out with chief builder which caused quite a stressful week last week but big hugs were exchanged on Tuesday and all is well again. I have underfloor heating and a nice level screed-board on top.
It’s time to get my head round the final stages which is a headache to coordinate. As my builder puts it “it’s just plastering left” which is kind of true. However there’s still niggles left to sort out which will delay plastering if not done in the right order. The door is too low by 15mm, there’s still a bit of damp proofing to do and a few odds and ends. There’s also no stair case yet, which is quite important.
We now need to line up final flooring and second fix but need to predict when we’ll be ready for it so my mind is constantly whirring with jobs to be done.
I’ve taken to habitually chewing the skin from the inside of my mouth which is a nervous habit I’ve not done since my 20’s. It’s safe to say I am more stressed than I have ever been in my entire life. But it’s ok – or at least it will be because now I can start to assemble the things we’ve been accumulating in boxes for the last year.
So every day I take myself off and quietly build a drawer or a cupboard or a chair. It’s pretty therapeutic. I’m still chewing though!