Posting about Christmas 48 hours after the event isn’t ideal – but Merry Christmas anyway!
We did it – despite our fears we managed to have a merry Christmas at home, cooked a merry Christmas dinner in our kitchen AND did not have to have microwave meal/beg a local restaurant to fit us in.
I am truly, truly grateful for how things worked out – so close and it could all have gone so horribly wrong!
If I’m honest, we took advantage of a fault in the shower tray we were fitting the week before and agreed with the homeowner that it would be best to push completing the project into the first week in January. We’ve already done a lovely en suite for her, and she lives alone, so she does have a functioning bathroom – we’re not that mean!
It meant Dean and co could concentrate on our own house and by some magical push we managed to get straight.
I wrote about our house renovation challenges only very recently and how bad things were. We had the plasterers in working on the kitchen, so the old kitchen was in the conservatory, along with the fridge, the stored bath, the stored cooker and most of our lives. We were washing up in the small sink in the utility (still are, if I’m honest) and the ‘living room’ was a storage hell-hole for two sofas standing up on ends, various pieces of furniture piled high and of course, sand cement and plastering gear.
But, as is the way of the world, the darkest hour is often the one just before the light comes in. We got through it and things suddenly made a magical turn the moment Dean and C got the bath upstairs. Suddenly we had additional space of approximately 1 foot by 3 feet and our lives started to change! Kitchen walls were painted, literally as the plaster dried, and the cooker was wired in at the eleventh hour.
I picked up a lovely table from a charity shop on Christmas Eve for £35 and C dug four chairs out of the rubble of our belongings in the caravan.
Even the dogs cheered up as suddenly they had space to stretch out and even play. I wrapped presents on the newly-installed worktop.
Ah, hello fragments of life! It’s been a while!
We took the 25th as a day off and had a truly merry christmas. The day after Dean and I took the dogs for a lovely walk up to our rented field and checked on the lambs. And then today we were back to work – refitting the dispensary of a veterinary surgery.
It’s the last non-bathroom job we took on, and we had to honour it, working in their quietest time of year so we cause minimum disruption to patients. How could we say no to a vet? Especially as it is our vet – and when you own a 100-mph lurcher you can end up spending quite a bit of time there!
Life is on the up. The wall units are still to go in, so we can’t fully unpack, and the sink is still not in.
But we’re getting there.
I hope wherever you are, you had a wonderful, merry Christmas, and the stars shone bright for you too.