In case you were wondering…
No, I’ve not fallen off the earth. I’ve just be super-duper busy, now that the loft conversion has really started. Let me tell you, if I ever knew boredom (not that I can remember), I certainly don’t know it now. Saying that I’m tired doesn’t even begin to describe how I feel, but guess what? I love it!
I’m on top of the world. Life hasn’t been this exciting in ages.
But let me take you on a tour.
Walking up the stairs the first thing you’ll notice, is that the railing has gone. Well, part of it. We’ll have a wall there. Soon.
That’s where the hubby’s study will be. He’s gonna love it. Even though he won’t be allowed to create a humongous mess in there.
No, I won’t ask of him to embrace minimalism. I just want him to give up hoarding, so I can keep his study clean. So we won’t be having any dangerous situations anymore. And I can see he’s really trying, so I won’t complain.
Not too much anyway.
And here’s what’s going to be our hallway. I might want to turn that into our DIY workshop. Or a gym. Or even a real laundry room. Oh, the possibilities!
Walking through that door opening – no door there yet – we enter what’s going to be DD-19’s room/art studio. Lots of light in there. Perfect light, because the room is facing north.
You’ve just got to love it!
And here! Can you guess? A build-in wardrobe. Because we can. And because it’s utterly practical, and oh so convenient.
Love, love, LOVE it!
Already. And this is only the bare frame. Go figure.
And let’s not forget the view. Such a lovely view of the neighbours’ roofs.
But no matter. She’s an artist. She’ll change the view. A sunset at the beach. A volcano. The woods. Whatever.
Nope. Not gonna happen. She needs the light. And you can’t deny it: Lots of light streaming through those windows.
That leaves us with just half a loft filled with the hubby’s hoard to deal with.
We can do this. We’ve had worse than this to deal with. Much worse. Compared to how things were, this is going to be a piece of cake.
I’m still not looking forward to having to sort through all that mess, but even so. We’ll do it. We will have a nice, normal home.
Because we’re worth it.