Well, today I finally visited the house that Jane and I have bought, in Cellardyke, Fife. And now I’m excited about it. It was hard to get excited about a property that I hadn’t spent any time in (discounting the 30 minutes we spent there in June, looking around before deciding to buy the place).
Today was a hands-on day: I ripped out a cupboard in the living room, fitted a new lock to the front door (the old one had half a key stuck inside!), and cleaned the kitchen (an industrial cleaning task that took most of the day); Jane, her Mum and Dad painted. Everything. Including me! They painted two bedrooms, a hallway, a stairwell and most of the upstairs’ ceilings. A good job, well done. And amazingly, with such a generous slapping of white paint on any available surface we still have some left in the giant tub (a B&Q bargain, if ever there was one!).
Once the parents(-in-law) left Jane and I just pottered around, got paint on ourselves, and began to get a feel for the place, measuring rooms for carpets (I got to use my new sonic measuring toy, er… tool!), discussing furniture (with an open Ikea catalogue and measuring tapes in hand) and putting the pile of free, local newspapers to good use making to-scale plans of a kingsize bed and dining room table. It gave us a good sense of how much space there would be, or not, in the rooms. And how much money we’d have left. It’s not a cheap business furnishing a house. It’s almost worth considering getting married again!
I’m itching to get back there now and get on with the job. I’m not good at long drawn-out projects, I like to get stuff done NOW. “Never leave a job half-done,” my grandmother used to tell me. I don’t think I’ll get back there before Christmas now, but it felt like a good start.
Now, does anyone know how to fit skirting board?…