They tell me it looks worse than it is. They tell me a couple of more weeks and it will clear up and we can start to paint, garden and decorate.
I hope I can believe them. I will be happy to see the cement mixer go away, to see the floor tiles go in, to have a day or two of peace.
For now, though, we are buried. Buried in the process.
There is always a point of critical mass in a restoration project, and yesterday was it. Too many trucks, too many trades.
In the mean time, the existing rooms are coming along, and seeing their completeness calms me a bit.
Un passo per volta. One step at a time. If I could only remember that at 4 am.
4 comments:
Amazing. When your clients get there this summer, they'll have no idea of the turmoil that went into creating the haven of peace that they're enjoying!
As Kim says, it will be amazing, a calm and peaceful retreat for your guests..:-)
Hi Diana, Yes a damn shame but look at those FABULOUS, ARCHED WINDOWS!
It seems like we both are having things that are keeping us awake at night. What a "birthing" process for you too. As with ours, I imagine the end result will be amazing... countdown 3 days!
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