My new project…

A week or so ago we got the keys to our “accidental renovation project” aka the FixerUpper. I love it and hate it at the same time! The garden is beautiful – it’s almost perfect, which scares me since I don’t know the first thing about gardening – but the house is horrific. I’m not even sure horrific adequately describes it.

When we viewed the FixerUpper, we noticed a little damp. It turns out that the entire ground floor is pretty sodden. We’ve been stripping woodchip, which is usually a complete nightmare but in the FixxerUpper just peels right off (along with half of the plaster) and the floors bounce because the joists are rotten. It’s cold, it’s smelly and all of the beautiful 1920s charm appears to have been stripped out in the 70s (think fake beams and wood panelling…).

Whilst neither of us is scared of doing some manual labour (we enjoyed knocking out a huge, ugly brick fireplace, spanning the entire length of a room in our current house), it’s apparently much more difficult to get things done with a LittleMonkey who neither naps nor sits still…so I’m guessing that we will be fixing up the FixerUpper for quite some time yet!






Am I crazy?

LittleMonkey has just gone to bed (at last) and I’m sat wondering if I have completely lost the plot…

Tomorrow we get the keys to our new house. Moving with an 8 month old shouldn’t be too bad (so I am told) but we appear to have accidentally bought  a major renovation project. I’m all for a bit of hard work and I’m not afraid of getting my hands dirty, but considering most days I struggle to put LittleMonkey down long enough to have a wee I’m wondering if I might be biting off more than I can chew with this one!

This seems to be the theme of my maternity leave actually considering I thought it would be a great idea to spend my year “off” raising my first child and completing a Masters degree. It turns out that my utopian view of what maternity leave would be like was pretty inaccurate. I had imagined cake baking, reading, language learning, long walks with LittleMonkey and LittleHound and lots of time to catch up on my endless “I’ll finish that one day” projects (the degree being one of them!) I guess that I’ve sort of succeeded with language learning if you count the exchanges of grunts and nods between my husband and I when we are both too tired to string a sentence together…

I kind of had Italian in mind!