We've had the most insane week ever.
Martin had the week off, we went on holiday, and did DIY in preparation for a house viewing today. It doesn't sound very busy, does it? But the holiday was a camping one, and the DIY involved plastering and painting the stairwells and landings, the fireplace in the dining room, one wall in the bathroom, and a wall and part of the ceiling in the kitchen.
First of all, we had some insanity and a totally wasted day trying to get an air compressor to machine plaster our walls. To make a very long story short, Martin started out at 10am and drove all over Hull and Scunthorpe, making multiple purchases and returns, only to find out at 6pm that his dad had an air compressor sitting at home in his garage. It was a bad day for everyone.
Wednesday involved the actual plastering--or most of it anyway--and having our home teachers and my book club ladies over. That was stressful, too. We had to do some hard work, followed by enough cleaning to have company over. We probably should have kept working, in hindsight. Oh well--Martin got to go to the cinema and I had a great visit with the book club. We'd read Amy Chua's "Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother," and the discussion was interesting.
Thursday morning (after some frustrating last minute packing) we headed out in the car for our holiday destination--Norfolk. We stayed just outside a village called Wells-next-the-sea, which was charming and lovely. I'll write more about our Norfolk adventures later, as I need some time to do them justice. For now, I will just say that I found Norfolk wonderful in every way. Far superior to Lincolnshire, which is really saying something, considering how much I love my home here.
Anyway, we came home on Saturday and have been working on the house ever since. Well, except for Sunday night when the Mundays came over. We had a great visit. Yesterday was especially productive, with several ongoing projects being finished.
Martin is back at work in 2 1/2 hours, so now I have to clean everything for the viewing by myself. But I have quite a while to do it, so it's ok. A big job, considering all the plaster dust I've got to clean up, but manageable.
I hope this viewing is the one that sells the house, but if it doesn't that's ok with me. The house is starting to look really lovely. In fact, I'd almost hate to sell it after all the work we've put in.
Almost!
Fingers crossed, everyone...
