We've been living away from home for almost three weeks now. It wasn't until we moved out that I understood what people meant when they said that renovations were challenging. I have been feeling a bit displaced, don't get me wrong we are so lucky to be able to stay with my parents for a while and next up it will be with my grandmother, but I miss my home, my normal routine, and now each time we go there it is in a new state of destruction and dust. It's weirdly sad and really exciting at the same time.
After the builders spent the first ten weeks working downstairs on the
extension, this week they pulled our living room and half the kitchen apart and put the
framing up to turn it into a bathroom and bedroom. It's nuts.
I'm tired, we are all tired. Weekends have been spent packing and moving stuff, but today we took the day off! We had an early start, thanks to the end of daylight savings, and after breakfast at a local cafe headed off for a drive, spent some time on the beach and ate fish and chips at Dunally. Hopefully we can spend a few more weekends doing this now, and I'm looking forward to the easter break....not to mention moving back in to a new house!