Oh, hey there! Welcome to our new home!
At the moment it’s empty and filled with horrible-looking carpets. Hopefully, in a few months time, everything will be shiny and new and stylish.
We’ve spent all of our pennies on furniture and DIY tools. We’ve been spending every waking moment stripping wallpaper, sanding skirting boards and painting walls.
It’s going to be worth it, right?
On the first day, I was very enthusiastic. I was ready for the challenge. But then I had to wake up and do it all again the next day. And the day after that.
There goes my dreams of ‘flipping’ houses and becoming an ethical yet incredibly wealthy property mogul.
I’m not even really sure what a mogul is…
Right now, my vision feels so far away. So much of it is in boxes and in the garage and in my head. I want it on the walls and floors.
But it will happen. And then I can have parties and sleepovers and supper clubs and afternoon naps on the sofa and evenings curled up in my reading chair.
Yes. The chair will be solely dedicated to reading. And maybe to putting clothes on. I’m only human.
I’m worried about living without a kitchen. I’m dreaming of pot plants. I’m tired, but happy.
Watch this space…