Remember this
little treasure? My (only slightly exaggerated) house depiction.
Well things have progressed since then.
No, don't get too excited - I am not about to suddenly 'reveal' something wonderful.
Truth be told, the house has continued to barely stand up.
Ah, but I think today, what just might be revealed, is the results of the tenders on our proposed renovation.
I still say proposed, because lets face it - if the tender comes in at $XXXX instead of $XXX, there will be no renovation. Quite possibly there would be a divorce instead.
I have been trying to get Brunnel's head around the cost of this renovation all summer. Don't get me wrong - we have always had a budget that we're working to. But then there is the question of what happens when you put all your ideas in to the ring, and the cost of those ideas. And there is the reality of working with a house that is much tireder (is there such a word?) than appearances would suggest. So no, you can't see that we have two-tooth borer (yes, there is apparently such a variety!), and need to replace all the piles. You can hear that the roof is barely hanging on, it flaps around so much in the wind. You can see that not much guttering is left. You may not realise that one whole side of the exterior is rotten. Unless you pull up the mould-ridden carpet in the bathroom (oh yes, we have that much style!) you may not see the mould-ridden floor underneath. But the reality is that we are almost building a new house, and there is much to be done that won't even be noticable, but adds to the cost.
So I chopped a few things off the plan to make savings. I still can't understand why Brunnel was so upset at losing his barbecue shed!
Anyway, today is hopefully the day. Cross fingers for both of us - especially as it's Brunnel's birthday too.
He has a figure in his head. I have a different one in mine.
And the two somehow have to meet...
Amanda xx
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