Progress

It’s 7.00am. I’m drinking an espresso, listening to the rain through the open windows as the rest of the family sleeps. Birdsong and the occasional car are the only sounds I can hear. Peace. To be short-lived, as it happens. Today my dad and his partner leave – they’ve been with us for just over a week. Tomorrow the Invisible Woman is of to Ireland for 5 days, leaving me with care of the brood. Mmmm… I’m not counting on much work getting done on the house until she returns.

The electrician should be here today or tomorrow to replace and move the water heater – we’ll be able to have showers here, which should be nice. Our ‘man what does’ should be starting on our new front door and have it ready for us before the end of the month – not bad considering it was ordered in July 2006. We also had confirmation of the quote for replacing the garage roof – it comes in at a very sweet 13,000€. It’s work that needs doing, so we basically have no choice. We’ll get a second devis to be certain that we’re not being ripped off. The same guy charged us 3000€ to bang a hole in the wall and build five steps down to the garden, so I am frankly suspicious. And then there are walls to be removed and walls to be built and staircases to install and roofs to be insulated and floors to lay. Why did we do this again?