Just “Being” at home.

The word “home” has many connotations. Safety, comfort, sanctuary, belonging and warmth are the first five that come into my mind when I think of Home. While we were renting our first flat (and the house that followed that, after our 5 months of living with our own parents again), although it was the place in which we lived and housed our possessions, it never really felt of home. It was fine, we lived there with no major complaints but our thoughts always focussed on what it would be like to own our first Home, to live in Our House and Do Normal Homey Things at the weekends. Sometimes renting felt pointless. Not totally pointless, obviously, because we needed somewhere to live! Perhaps “stagnant” is the right word. It felt a bit season-less, and more just somewhere to exist rather than somewhere to live. We couldn’t change anything. We didn’t intend to stay there forever anyway so there wasn’t any point in making any changes anyway. We weren’t sure if we wanted to remain living in the North or whether we wanted to fly back home to the South. We had always been focussed on saving for our own house from the very start of our relationship. We didn’t (still don’t) take holidays, we lived within our means and as frugally as we can so that we could save. Overtime was welcomed and the earnings stashed away. Our wedding was small and relatively inexpensive – intentionally. We couldn’t see the point in spending thousands on one day when we were desperately saving for a mortgage deposit.

When we bought our house in 2010 I was looking forward to making it into our Home. We both knew that there was work to be done on the house – we would never have been able to afford a mortgage on a house this size in the lovely town where we live if it had been in perfect repair. It is worth it, even when sometimes it doesn’t feel that way. Neither of us expected that the work would be such a huge undertaking. Things came to light after purchasing the house that were not clear beforehand (yes we did have surveys done) and as you know from the photos and occasional desperate posts that the work is long, hard, expensive and more to the point, still ongoing. (Most recent setback of course is the bathroom needing to be re-done. Can’t do any of the dirty lounge work because we have no washing facilities to clean ourselves afterwards!)

It often feels like hard work to make this house feel like home. Don’t get me wrong, there are things that feel so very homelike there. The view from our kitchen window, hearing the bellringing on a Tuesday, sitting in my chair. That sort of thing. What I find difficult is that we are trying to live and renovate in the same spaces. If I look over towards my window now, I have a bunch of bright yellow daffodils in my pretty blue jug with the white dots. There is a little blue jug on there too, currently empty, and I have two beautiful old glass bottles that I intended for the tiny landing window but haven’t yet sorted that out. Pretty scene, yes? Ok, well let me tell you what they are sharing the space with: 2 packs of pipe clips (15mm and 22mm), a pipe slice, a large padlock, a pair of goggles, some hooks waiting to go up, a pack of some kind of wiring (or pipes? can’t tell), a doofer for doing sealant around a bath, a sealant gun. Leaning against the window is a pipe bender, and underneath the window are Andy’s work shoes and various bits and boxes that could possibly be taps but I can’t see the label. Over the other side of the room is the clothes airer, behind that is a radiator that needs installing but we can’t do that yet, and behind the radiator are various bags of tools and the work-man equivalent of haberdashery (nails, screws, files etc) and a stool with paint tray and rollers on top.

I’m not telling you this to be dramatic, it’s just how we live right now. There is no space for anything. The hallway has a stack of 3m lengths of wood down it, and assorted toolboxes. There are a good many days when I feel in a funk because there is not one single area of my house that is pretty/acceptable enough for me to photograph and put on my blog. That may seem like a silly thing to feel miserable about it, but many feelings aren’t rational.

It’s hard to live with. The dining room (our only “living” room) has hard floors because the previous owner was a wheelchair user. It’s that stuff that they put in school classrooms, or perhaps industrial kitchens. Smooth and durable, but oh my, so ugly. I really don’t like hard floors at all in a living area. Not laminate flooring, not tiles, not parquet flooring. We have the big red rug which is good and makes it feel more “soft” but it still has hard edges and I hate that. I like living areas to have carpet to the edges so that it feels soft and warm and enclosed. (I know others won’t agree, and that’s fine, but for my living area I want carpets!)

All of this makes it difficult for me to apply the words I associate with “home” to our house. It’s not comforting, it’s only warm with the gas fire on, and it’s not safe (I never walk round with socks or bare feet, always crocs, because it is a work zone and I worry what I could step on.).

Last weekend, however, felt different. Andy and his dad were doing the tiling in the bathroom. A normal, housey thing to do at the weekend. My presence wasn’t required other than for food-providing services. I took myself off to our bedroom and made a crochet nest on my bed. I spread out my woolly blanket that I made in 2009. I brought up my laptop and popped it on a box on the bed. I made a cup of tea. And most importantly, I sat on my bed in my crochet nest watching things on my laptop for a very long time as I added row after row of colour onto my ripple.

The pile of ends grew and grew into a very satisfactory mountain of yarn-tails. Ripple ripple ripple, back and forth. All the while the rain splattered against the window making me feel (for the first time here really) warm and safe indoors and glad to be where I was. I wasn’t having to do housework, I wasn’t numbly scrolling through nothing on the internet. I wasn’t gloomy in the dining room (not much light in here to be honest). There was rain, but there was still plenty of light with the rain. It’s the first time that the rain has accentuated a cosy feeling for me here, rather than causing stress and worry (rain coming through the kitchen roof, having to walk to work in it.) We were fine. No work for another couple of days, we had food, there was no need to go out. Normal housey things being done, progress being made in the bathroom. And on my ripple of course!

I really think that this is the first time that I have felt like we were Just Being At Home. Doing normal things. Not worrying. Feeling warm and safe. Not feeling guilty for having prolonged crochet-time when I should be cleaning or cooking or working or something. It felt so good to be able to associate those words with the place I was in. There is still a longlonglong way to go with the house renovation (and oh boy, believe me we are trying to get a hurry on with it: I desperately need the lounge to be finished so that I can get all of the boxes out of the spare room! It’s mostly books but I’m very motivated to have a good sort out of everything. It’s been packed for A Long Time. Surely I can’t NEED it??) It felt good though, and motivating in a positive way. So often we both feel that things keep going wrong for us with the house, or that they are so much harder than they should be. I don’t like to write much about the house work on my blog because it’s more Andy’s business than mine and it feels unfair to share it all. I am photographing as we go though and will post “finished” photos with his permission when it’s done.

I would just like to put a little rant in here though: you know when you read house magazines and the people in them are all, “oh, yes, we did this, and we wanted the bath to look just like that and oh yes then we just did that and wanted it just so, blah blah blah”? Well just for once I would like it if they ACTUALLY said, “I hired people to do ALL THIS WORK and I didn’t lift a finger except to browse expensive fabrics, baths and kitchen fittings on expensive websites!”. Try learning to do the work yourself, THEN you can say that “I/We did this/that”.

Ahh, my ripple. I’m so into this blanket, you know? Really emotionally attached to it. I want to carry it around with my in a sling and just take it out to admire and stroke it. I have had a bit of a break from working on it and sometimes during the break it feels a bit like a burden but when I start working on it again I can’t believe I haven’t been joined at the hip to it all the time as I simply adore working on it. I have had such fun working with the colours: I’ve not used the yarn before and so it took a while (as it always does) to become familiar with the colours and how they work best together. I could work the colours of Rowan pure wool dk or Stylecraft in my sleep and it has been such a joy to work with a new palette. Initially this yarn was meant to be a crocheted squares blanket and I picked up balls of it for cheap and didn’t put much thought into it as I stashed as I meant the focus to be the yarn and not so much the colours. I was aiming for a hodge podge patchwork type blanket. Then when I changed my mind and needed my own Ripple, I had to work with some colours that didn’t really fit. There are a few that are too dark but I think I’ve worked them in ok. The bit above is one of my favourite parts though, the pink through to the red. I get all flappy inside my head when I see it. There is such personality in this blanket and so many thoughts, times and memories worked into the stripes. For example, I worked the foundation chain and the first three stripes while watching Calendar Girls on iplayer late one Saturday night when Andy was out seeing the Scaramanga Six in Bradford. I slept with all the yarn on my bed! I worked stripes at home when it was Apple Day. I worked on it at Jenny’s house. I worked on it at Rach’s house. I worked madly onto it just after new year when I had a massive surge of “I MUST ripple!” feelings. Each colour set reflects how I was feeling at the time. Some are wintry and dark, others are springlike and bright. Sometimes if I’ve been reading someone’s blog the colours I’ve worked together have a slight feel of that person’s colour choosing to them.

This is the first ripple that I’ve made for myself. It’s all mine and I don’t have to share. I will share, but I don’t have to. It’s a blanket for me, made by me. I loved snuggling myself in it last weekend as I worked on it and all the while looking at it and just thinking “YES” and that it was so beautiful. All the way through it I’ve felt like it already existed and I was just making it solid. It’s selfish crochet and I’m all the more glad of it for that. I think this is the first project I’ve kept in ages. A few cushions and two other blankets is all I have of my work. I’m so glad that this is mine, and I love the fact that it is so steeped in the essence of “the Heather that I am right now at this point in my life.”

Soppy? Yes. Bothered? Not one single tiny jot.

35 thoughts on “Just “Being” at home.

  1. MelanieMelanie says:

    Hi Heather,
    I agree with your thoughts about people in magazines saying they did things when really they instructed someone else to do it for large sums of money. It’s really frustrating, but wouldn’t it be great if it was that easy! At least Andy will be able to say he’s done all these things and it’ll be true! And he’s doing it really well. x x x

  2. Karen Hillier says:

    Hi Heather,

    I have been following your blog for a few weeks now (I’m pretty new to the whole blogging world!) and I love seeing the gorgeous crochet that you make. I understand how you feel about giving away your work, like you I seem to make LOADS of things for other people, mostly other people’s babies actually! Which I love, I love the pleasure they get from them and seeing little ones snuggled in them but I do sometimes just want them for myself! For that reason I have been building up a rather substantial stash of some lovely bamboo wool (mostly bought in sales or on ebay as it was quite expensive!) now I have all this beautiful wool and it’s all for ME :) but do you know, I just can’t decide what type of blanket to make myself. It seems like such a huge desision because this one is MINE. I do LOVE your ripple, maybe my blanket will be a ripple…??
    love from Karen x x

  3. TOTALLY with you on the smug magazine people-droids. They also “love spashes of colour” – usually beige – and are managing director and founder of their own lifestyle home store. Meanwhile the spouse is earning hundreds of thousands doing something incredibly corporate. And they have 5 children all called Tarquin.

  4. Anne Marie says:

    I admire your philosophy so much. I particularly admire your choice for a budget wedding. So much money is wasted just to keep up with friends.

    I understand your frustration with your house, I lived for 7 years with the house never finished and only just before we moved out! That was my ex husband who decided to do everything at once. He knocked out a big rock from the gable end of a farmhouse we lived in, it fell on the bath and smashed it. We didn’t have a bath installed for more than 3 months. I had to go to friends to beg baths. We were walking on planks over earth floors for weeks and weeks, before we could concrete down. Notice I said ex. He did exactly that, though not quite so bad, when we moved. I had had enough. I would have loved to have stayed in the cosy farmhouse, we’d got it nice and not at all like magazines where everything was expensive.

    You will get there and just think that all the housework you need to do is cleaning up dust, no regular stuff. Mind you, I can’t get my head round regular housework ever since.

  5. Your ripple is looking amazing! I completely understand where you’re coming from on the house front. It seems never-ending – and I think the bathroom is especially difficult. If you have a shower, somehow everything else seems better! You will get there in the end, and it will feel even more like home when you’ve done so much of the work yourselves. I’m halfway through your Elmer blanket by the way, and really enjoying it. I think I’ll find it hard to give it away, but give it away I must! Thank you so much for the pattern!

  6. I envy your cozy crochet time – if I tried that, I’d end up with 3 kids climbing all over me and an angry husband! But it’s lovely that you can feel at home in the space you have. Just imagine a time when the house is finished – you won’t know what to do with yourself! Lol

  7. Louise says:

    Sorry to hear things are so frustrating with the house. I guarantee though that in about 10 years you’ll be able to look back and laugh at this stage of your lives. It will have brought you closer together because you’ve gone through it all together, and you’ll so appreciate what you have achieved! Just think of all the things that Andy is learning during this process!

    I’m in awe of your crocheting skills! I love to see your photos, regardless of whether or not everything is just so. Love your blog! Keep smiling! x

  8. Your blog posts lift me up.
    Love all the crochet lovelies
    Such color ! ! !
    ripples, squares
    ♥ ♥ ♥
    Hubby and I have been together, yikes!, 40 years and we’ve had our times when we did all the work while attempting to live in the same space. It does pay off. Especially when we can say: “We did it. We did all the work.”
    Your blog photos are great, guess I don’t have to see the behind the scenes to enjoy your yarnie goodness.
    I love your blog.

  9. Jan says:

    All your work will pay off one day, as you know. I love, love, love, your honesty. Also, love your beautiful crochet. I have experienced home renovations with very little cash that take years and your feelings are easy for me to understand. Hang in there Girl and be proud of yourself and your honesty. Hugs to you!!

  10. Sandra says:

    It’s so good to know that I’m not the only one who has struggled with unfinished work all around. We built our house 13 years ago to a point were we could move in i.e. exterior doors, windows, walls and a shower of sorts and a recycled kitchen(and not one of those trendy ones). We had a very tight budget and at the same time had to make hundreds(maybe 30 but it felt like hundreds) of trips to our capital city 4hours away for medical treatment. It took us ages to get one room finished and I share all your frustrations and the worst was when you tried to explain it to people they would look at you and say well you have to be thankful that you have a place to live many don’t grrrrrr I know that’s true but when you live on concrete floors and no room is finished you just want a hug and to be reassured that it will come good. Well 13 years later we’re still not finished ( are you ever) but my living area is all done and we just finished painting another bedroom this past week.
    So here’s a (((((((hug)))))) for you and a reassurance that it will be alright in the end. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and no its not a ruddy great train :)
    Love the crochet nest I do the same and also have the pleasure of having two gorgeousness dogs join me and numerous visits from my boys, and the slow cooker is busy making dinner.

  11. Kiki says:

    Keep up the good work. Love your blankets. Love how positive you stay even things are not the way you want. Your awesome:) I received my yarn and I need to go to town on my ripple. I am still in the process of doing a granny blankey for a friend. I am on ball two it seems never ending but I can’t wait to see her face when its all done:)

  12. Crochet with Raymond says:

    blanket is looking beautiful!
    Lucky you, for having a handy man for a hubby, you two will be so proud when it is all finished and totally unique and completely your vision!
    have a happy week XXX

  13. Your post sounds so familiar. We have a theory that any DIY job will take at least four times as long and cost twice as much as you expect it to. At the minute the house is behaving and fairly settled, but we have started talking about a new bathroom and wanting a window in the kitchen. The window will be left to a professional but I am expecting several weeks/months of chaos when we do the bathroom.

  14. Nanita says:

    Just think about how extremely Proud you both will feel in the future, having done everything yourselves! The house will ‘breathe’ you both, and the memories will be priceless (yes, the hard ones too. I’m sure of it!) I’m a bit older than you, and still stuck in the “temporary fase”, renting a small appartment in the center of Brussels while I’d rather be near nature, but we have to save up for whatever might come, which is very uncertain: we’re not even sure in which country we’ll live! Staying in Belgium, or moving back to Spain (where my boyfriend’s from). I’ve always been a bit of a restless soul, but now I’m really starting to yearn for a place where I can Be At Home, just like you :-)
    Your ripple is my absolute favourite, I can’t wait to see it finished! :-) xxxx

  15. I agree about the people in homey mags – yep, they didn’t have normal life or hard work to contend with to get their ‘vintage/chic/seaside look they soooooo had in mind for their dream abode. In fact, I think they should get done by the fact police or something. I was pretty attached to my ripple too, didn’t want it to end, kept making excuses to add more rows. It’s pretty, and satisfying. And pretty satisfying. Also share your sentiments about just ‘being’ at home and that sense of well-being. Nice.

  16. I so know what you mean about renting a house, it never feels like a home and it feels worse when you have lived in your own home and then have to rent. I am in love with my ripple too, it is slowly getting there, inbetween my mums and dads blankets. I have already found the next one I want to do http://www.emotiveyarns.com/shop/products/Retro-Picnic-Throw.html just to be different.
    Your house will be fantastic when you have finished, you will look back and feel that it went quick, it just feels like it is dragging its tail because you are in the middle of all the muddle. I spent a very quiet Easter hooking, it was beyond words great, loved every second of it.
    xx Sandi

  17. Susan Greenhow says:

    I know ‘zackly what you are going through right now – it took 7 flippin’ years to get our house right and now the first work is getting shabby (falling apart ackchully) and we are more broke than we were then…thanks economic downturn! My lovely teeny pretty girl’s (then…now strapping teenager larf) bedroom had a massive hole in the wall thru to the extension only covered by a dust sheet, how she didn’t have nightmares I don’t know. But…at the end it will be YOUR home, not just a house you live in. When you walk in a room and your heart gives a flutter, can’t beat that feeling.
    Much love

  18. Susan Greenhow says:

    I know \’zackly what you are going through right now – it took 7 flippin\’ years to get our house right and now the first work is getting shabby (falling apart ackchully) and we are more broke than we were then…thanks economic downturn! My lovely teeny pretty girl\’s (then…now strapping teenager larf) bedroom had a massive hole in the wall thru to the extension only covered by a dust sheet, how she didn\’t have nightmares I don\’t know. But…at the end it will be YOUR home, not just a house you live in. When you walk in a room and your heart gives a flutter, can\’t beat that feeling.
    Much love

  19. Susan Greenhow says:

    Lordy….two comments went in and, what about the ‘backslashes’ – where did they come from???

  20. Polly says:

    Gosh how your word picture of your house took me back in time. We bought our house, after a full survey, 19 years ago only to find dry rot in three quarters of the roof. The house was pretty run down and we had expected to have to put in a new kitchen and bathroom,but not a new roof. All our savings went on the roof, but worse was to follow! Two of the lower floor ceilings fell in due to long term water damage, we had a gas leak, a mains water leak and our builder found that main sewage drainage under the house had been badly laid and there was poo in a pool never fully, draining. Our surveyor claimed none of the areas were accessible to survey so we were on our own with it all.
    It took a lot of years and a lot of tears, lack of shower, bath and cooking facilities at various times as well as several winters freezing with no central heating, but it is now finished. Every scrap of money has gone on the house and we sometimes wondered if it was worth it. Now we have a comfy family home. It is not extravagantly fitted out with top of the range anything, but it is warm and water tight and where we have brought up a family and show hospitality to our extended family and friends.
    You are at the beginning of your story as a couple so hang in there. One day you will have a lovely home that is all yours. You will have made all the decisions about how things are and it will be full of all your lovely crocheted things!
    Keep smiling and remember to give Andy a hug. He sounds like a great guy!
    Polly xx

  21. Looking closely at your ripple blanket, I started to realise that it looks a tiny bit different from mine so I tottled over to Attic24 to realise I’ve been doing it wrong! 89 rows worth of wrong… oh well. Rookie mistake!

    I completely understand where you’re coming from as we’re in much the same situation in our house (I’m currently sharing my bedroom with a kayak and loft insulation, among other things)
    but it’ll get better, you’ll be so satisfied when you start signing all the walls with a sharpie and ‘I made this’ :-) lovely post

  22. Catriona says:

    I was so glad to hear you call your house ” home”. I notice you always refer to down south as home and the renovations will all be worth it one day soon. We did it all ourselves too, Heather and it was very hard work. I love the place where you stay and you write so well about all the small things that give you pleasure. Keep writing- you have a real gift..

  23. I love carpets as well! We have carpets in most of our house and I love them! I completely understand your frustration with the house. It seems like forever at the time, but it will be so worth it. I have been reading your blog for quite a while now and I almost feel like I am going through the journey with you! Looking forward to the ‘after’ pics! Your ripple blanket is looking lovely. It’s so lovely to have your very own snuggly blanket! I am in the process of making one for myself as well! Rachel x

  24. Sarah says:

    Dear Heather what a heartfelt post. People in magazines and on the TV who “project manage” It is not real nitty gritty life is it?
    Making your house a home does take a long time. I know. When we thought we had cracked it so to speak my lovely Mr A was struck
    down by MS and is in a wheelchair but I was determined there would be carpet in the living room! Life is an ever changing journey and the places we call home reflect this. So I for one am right behind you. Just think how cosy and colourful it will be with all your wonderful blankets.xxx

  25. ZebAlex says:

    Hang on in there, Heather. It’s a tough time and it must be hard to bear without a working bathroom. Next payday treat yourself to a little bottle of fancy shower gel or bath bubbles to use as soon as you can. After our major work (a loft conversion of an upstairs Edwardian maisonette which involved lowering ceilings, knocking down nearly every internal wall and renting a damp converted garage with two children under 5, including a crawling baby, for three months) I said to my partner I could probably cope with one more major renovation of a property. Probably. And we didn’t even do the work ourselves. Thank your lucky stars you fell in love with someone with DIY skills/the ability to learn even more DIY skills!! And with your crochet skills and eye for a pretty pillowcase or mug, your home will be beautiful. What a perfect partnership you are!

  26. ZebAlex says:

    Hang on in there, Heather. It\’s a tough time and it must be hard to bear without a working bathroom. Next payday treat yourself to a little bottle of fancy shower gel or bath bubbles to use as soon as you can. After our major work (a loft conversion of an upstairs Edwardian maisonette which involved lowering ceilings, knocking down nearly every internal wall and renting a damp converted garage with two children under 5, including a crawling baby, for three months) I said to my partner I could probably cope with one more major renovation of a property. Probably. And we didn\’t even do the work ourselves. Thank your lucky stars you fell in love with someone with DIY skills/the ability to learn even more DIY skills!! And with your crochet skills and eye for a pretty pillowcase or mug, your home will be beautiful. What a perfect partnership you are!

  27. I know just how you feel living in an onging renovation myself :) I know we have come so far since we move in 2 1/2 years ago, and every month a little more gets done, but after 3 christmas with no proper kitchen it gets you down. I just chearmyself up planting seeds and crocheting wee gifts to put aside for december :)

  28. I feel for you in your renovating, not sure folks really know how miserable & never ending it can be unless they’ve lived through it too. Glad you got a cosy crochet day, your ripple is GORGEOUS! Just LOVE the colors you’ve picked :) Felt the same way about the one I finished recently, need to make another one for #2 son soon but my daughter fell in love with your Big Blanket (Lucy’s BB) in your Easter post so have started making the little squares for that first. Thank you for a lovely inspiring blog, hope your week goes well!

  29. Your renovating story sounds so familiar. We bought our first house 27 years ago and it was the cheapest house in town that wasn’t falling down but was still cute. Like you, we led a rather frugal lifestyle and worked on the house as we could afford it. In the end it was a gorgeous little cottage, but in the eleven years we were there we always had some building progress underway. We then sold our little cottage and bought some land out of town to build a nice new house. We once again did it ourselves and lived in our shed for two and a half years during the process. We have now been in this house for 13 years and it is so wonderful to look back on what we have achieved ourselves. So Heather, stick with it. I know at times it is rather hard to feel that it is your dream home, but you will get there and be proud. Your bed nest sounds so delightful. I can understand why you had such a lovely time.

  30. Oh to be curled up in my jamas crocheting while the rain pours down and the wind howls outside is one of my favourite things. So comforting.

    I often read your blog but never comment, this time I wanted to say how I like how you’ve put the colours together in you blanket. I use a lot of white as I love the fresh look so much, but I also struggle deciding how to use colours together – I tried a ripple blanket once (we won’t go into that!) but it was scary seeing how each row developed and how you’re never sure if they all go until you’ve actually finished. It’s a lot of time to invest if it doesn’t work!

  31. Lori says:

    Hi Heather, I just found your blog and I can’t wait to read it from start to finish! I found you through attic24 and can’t wait to read all her blog too! I am in love with the crocheting you both do and I am so excited to get started. I was wondering if I could have your permission to copy your Granny Square basic pattern or if you could email it to me? Many thanks and kind regards..Lori

  32. Fiona Tomlinson says:

    Never have a read a post before that so reminds me of where me and my hubby was 25 years before, I know exactly how you feel hun, so much to do and always being half way there, one job always leads to another, stuff accummulates , it seems like an age before one job gets totally finished…..and the ensuing mess is so draining !
    When you both work full time, thats how it is, you seem to live around the mess, but you know what, it will be so worth it for a lovely home, and it will happen ! !
    The fact that you find time to make beautiful things and post on your blog is such a credit to you !
    Hugs Fee xxxxxxxx

  33. I’m with you on the magazine problem. In one of the US Country Living magazines, they had an article on living on a budget, where the advice came from someone who had just spent $360,000 updating her house! Sheesh! I like to read blogs because for the most part they are real people. Writing one helps me focus on the good parts — the pretty blue pitcher of daffodils, even if it is in the midst of a crowded table:) Thanks for sharing.

  34. Heather! Your ripple blanket is gorgeous… and it is about time you made something to keep for yourself!
    Houses… well – I do always wonder about the houses you see in magazines. What have they done with all their clutter for one thing? I reckon it’s all stashed in the car/garage while the photo shoot is taking place! Or it’s all just been swept into a corner – the corner behind where the photographer is standing.
    I have ceased to be surprised when things go wrong in our house… chip off a few bathroom tiles and the whole bathroom falls apart? Not surprised! It can seem never ending, can’t it, but it will end one day and you can both be so proud that you did it all yourselves.
    Have a great weekend. xxx

  35. Ha ha! Yes I hear ya with the Homes and Interiors magazines. Those people shouldn;t really say “We did this!” . There are parts of my home that I can say “I did this” but mostly I’m referring to the decorating. Mr C really couldn’t do what Andy does and we had a DEADLINE of September to get our house in order so I did what I could and we practically bankrupted ourselves getting builders to do the rest.

    We didn’t get it all done in time, But I just boxed up and clearly labelled stuff so it was liveable and so I wasn’t tripping over stuff once my baby arrived. Funny though, 6 weeks before he was due I almost had a mini breakdown. I felt certain it wouldn’t be done in time. We had no kitchen at all. We had no bathrooms. Nothing. But suddenly it was all done and it wasn’t perfect but it was fine. It was home. I’m so glad you had your moment of HOME feeling as you’ll have that more and more once the rooms get done. And they will get done. You have a lot of motivation.

    Oh my good golly. Your ripple is divine, divine I tell ya!!


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