Been splashing out this week on interesting things rather than skips, concrete and timber.
At long, long last the extension is at the decorating and furnishing stage. Thirty-three years I've waited to have a nice house like wot other people have got. We were very nearly there when we were hit by the optimism bug and decided to build a double garage in place of the single one and then put two more bedrooms and an en-suite on top. Oh, and then, just for good measure, we extended the kitchen and built a utility room and downstairs loo on the back as an afterthought. What the hell possessed us? Our family was shrinking, for goodness sake, not growing! We needed a smaller house, not a bigger one.
"A year," he said. "Or perhaps eighteen months at the most."
Huhh. Fibber. He knew it was going to take four years.
The extension gobbled up our money like a hungry lion. We ended up having to have a complete new roof - because the original roof was not quite gone, but would've been in the next few years. On a whim one boring Saturday afternoon we knocked out the downstairs cloakroom to make a bigger hall and moved the front door (yes - we had to have a new front door too!)
It disrupted the rest of the house and turned me into even more of a disinterested housewife than I was before. Why bother cleaning up, when you know it won't make any difference whatsoever?
Dust. Ohmigod. The dust and muck. Garden? what's that?
As I type, hubby is upstairs, decorating. Technoson moved into his new room yesterday. It's very smart with a large squidgy cream leather sofa for him to lounge on while he watches his new tv on the wall. He doesn't appreciate it, though. He wasn't the slightest bit interested in choosing the wallpaper or new carpet. All he was interested in was the location of his Playstation. I caught him earlier this evening with blu-tac and posters just in time. His dad would have had an absolute fit if he'd stuck posters on the brand new wallpaper!
So - here we are, hubby and I, rattling around in this huge great house with just one son whose hardly ever here anyway and one doleful-eyed labrador (the other one moved out with Garry).
Anyway, yesterday I had the afternoon off work because I had an evening meeting. I went out and bought a lovely marble fireplace and new fire - oh and a new leather sofa and chairs for the living room. I don't know whether our old sofa and chairs will last out till the middle of May, when we get the new ones.
I suspect not.