Renovation Update: The Forth and Final Chapter

This is it people. The builders officially left last Friday. We are done.

I spent Friday, in between looking after children, painting these windows. Luckily I got them done (two coats!) and back in before the big storm hit in the afternoon. Otherwise we might have seen a lot of water damage in the laundry area. These were the only existing windows that we didn't repaint in the window project of 2014.

When the builders cleared off the deck of all their stuff, it suddenly seemed a lot bigger. So great to have it done!

On the weekend, Steve mattocked up all the bare ground that had been compacted by the excavator at the start and weeks of builders walking on it. Thankfully the rain made it a little easier, if also a lot muddier. At last the grass as something to grow into again.

We still need to oil the deck. The list of things we need to do seems to get bigger before it gets smaller. Inside the house we keep finding extra things that need seeing to, and I'm still unpacking the kitchen. There are cupboards in there that I haven't even touched, even though they are full of who knows what. But slowly, we are working it out.

It's hard to fit the whole house into a photo from the back yard now, but we still feel like we've got enough lawn.

I am also spending lots of time making the house "officially safe" again for work. I'll have to put a gate on the bottom of those steps, because of, you know, danger and stuff. I also wonder if the powers at be will ask us to cover up under the stairs there because of entrapment issues, but fingers crossed they don't.

Look, an outdoor setting we can actually use! We've only had it for, I don't know, six years maybe? It's been under the house, waiting. We've used the chairs before, but the table was too big to get out often. Here is it's time to shine!

The bay window cushion was the last thing we got. I love the purple colour adding some fun to the room. I feel like I could have taken better photos and made everything look super swish and professional, but it was enough trouble to keep the kids out of an area for just one photo that I didn't feel like I had the energy for any more.

This is the only photo I have of the bathroom. I wonder if people want more? Should I, for example, take photos of the laundry cupboard too? I don't know! I did take a walk through video, but I got a little rambly in my explanation in it and think I need to redo it. Do people even want to see that? I have no idea.

The bathroom is shiny and clean, and the girls love the bath. The faucet swivels out of the way, which is also super cool.

Anyway, that's a wrap! House renovation complete. We are looking forward to having people around and making use of our space to welcome people.

Yikes!

Well, after a week and a half away at the coast, a great Easter at home with all sorts of peeps and Steve finally returning to work on Tuesday, I'm actually feeling well and refreshed. Despite the fact that Sophie is in the process of giving up her naps (something I thought I would be much sadder about (My free time!! Nooooo!!!)) I'm still feeling like I'm getting things done. The house is clean and organised (ish), the things I have to sew are few and I even feel like playing piano and guitar with the girls.

So I thought I'd update you on my life, because that's why I've got a blog after all. Steve and I finished the window operation on Easter Sunday. The house is now finally completely fly screened, and all of the windows open and close as they should (except the far one in the kitchen which takes some encouragement, but that's ok). I made a cake on Easter Monday and it was really good to see flies buzzing at the window trying in vain to gain entry to the house and my delicious cake.

Take that flies. This cake is the second one I made in three days. So lovely to have Steve around to go have morning tea with friends. Any excuse to make cake really.

Easter was really great this year. I feel like it's so easy to be in a rut of apathy and disappointment with a relationship with God, and it's unbelievably hard to break out of. But Easter is a great reminder of God. Everything about him. He's all about the new, the good, the real. He doesn't want us to dwell on the crap, the bad stuff, the sin. He wants us to move on to the new life. So great.

I read Anne of Green Gables last week. I love reading things. It was a really sweet, if somewhat old fashioned, read. It's strange to think that it was written over a hundred years ago and yet is still readable and fun.

There is only a week left before I increase from two children in my care to three (it's kind of like having a baby without the nine months and excruciating labour to have to go through). I'm excited, though I know there will be an adjustment period. And I'll really be saying goodbye to my Me-Time then.

I feel I'm in a good place for it though. Trying to be realistic about the fact that I'll simply be sewing much much less. And probably doing everything else much much less too, and doing much more of child raising. Time to get organised with meal planning too so that I don't end up feeding my girls noodles for dinner five nights of the week.

I'm feeling like writing again too which is exciting. And getting some other stories ready to be published mid-year too. Writing is fun.

Anyway, not sure when I'll be updating this blog now, with the busy times ahead. but hopefully I'll drop in every now and then. Thanks everyone for reading along.

Kiwi Fruit Cake, Among Other Things

I didn't think the day would come, but at last, all of our windows are back in their original places! Hooray! While some of these windows still don't close properly, or still need fixtures attached to them, at least they are all in the frames. They keep the wind out and let the light in. They are fabulous. Ahh, windows. (Read about the window saga here if you missed it or want a re-fresher).

While waiting for the windows to be back in (it's a two person job, so Steve and I were both required to do it) I've been busy doing other things. Like playing with goo. 

And making kiwi fruit cake for my kiwi friends who came to visit last week. 

And working on some stellar cardboard creations soon to be finished!

Mostly I've been busy. Sorry I haven't blogged, but this is life. Maybe after Rachel's Dedication and Steve's birthday this weekend are over I'll be a bit more regular. Or after the next weekend when we are going away camping (yes I said camping with small children). Or maybe after we've got the fly screens in. Or new curtains. Or Christmas. 

Or maybe never. That's more likely.

Windows

I could never live in a cave. Steve assures me that had I grown up in a cave, I could certainly survive there, but I disagree. There is such little light, no air flow and everything feels depressing in a cave. How could I possibly know this? I hear you asking. Well for the last four weeks, I've been living in a cave.

Steve and I knew that the windows of our house needed to be repainted and puttied when we bought the house and moved in four years ago, but after painting the walls, painting the trims, renovating the bathroom, having the kitchen re-done, and painting and knocking out a wall, we were a little done with renovations for a while (not to mention all the backyard stuff we've done). Then we had kids.

Then we had last summer, which was unbelievably hot. And when Bob the Wasp made his usual home in the kitchen again, it was really time for us to begin facing the facts that to survive summer, we needed the windows open, but for child safety, we also needed some way of keeping friendly insects like Bob the Wasp out. Thus began Operation Windows.

We decided we'd do magnetic fly screens, because they seemed easy enough, and would work well with our old school swing out windows. But there is no point sticking magnetic fly screens on windows that need to be repainted, just to have to take them off again when the painting happens. So before the fly screens, we needed to fix the windows.

I had a stack of tradies give me quotes about these windows early in the year. Like in March. Re-painting them in, and out of the frames, weather it was lead paint or not. Then we realised that all our spare single-income-family money was currently tied up in having a second child and the whole thing got put on hold for a while. Thankfully, Centerlink came through with some payments at Tax Return time, and we realised we had the cash.

In the end, we found a guy who would strip the paint off, sand and re-putty the windows for a good amount. We just had to take them out and give them to him. No problems (except for the old screws that kept breaking, or being impossible to get out. So thankful for the help we had to do this!). While they were gone, the plan was to sand and repaint the frames. Steve took a week off work to help out (this means we are officially old). Lots of people babysat Sophie. Everything was in full swing.

Then, the windows didn't come back as we expected them to. They took longer. And when they did come back, the hinges didn't. (Granted, I did need to paint the windows anyway, but it was certainly an inconvenience.) On top of this, when we had gone to Bunnings to get the ply which would cover our window openings for the duration of Operation Windows, the guy (after checking with us three times how we wanted them cut) cut them 4cm too short, and so we have a slight gap a the edge of each window.

This created a nice draft in Sophie's room predominately, and has given her several colds over the last four weeks. Which she has shared with most of us at various point. Including Rachel. The latest cold has come with a nasty cough, and it has been pretty sad to lie awake at night listening to two little girls (one of whom is only four months old) cough. Not to mention that I'm feeling too tired to paint the last eight windows that are sitting under the house waiting for me. It's hard work to look after two sick girls.

Saturday, two days ago, we managed to put the first set of windows back in. The dining room is now flooded with light. Oh, what a difference it makes. Not only can we open the windows at will (without the aid of a drill and a second set of hands to hold the ply steady), the breeze comes in, the light shines through. Everything is that much better and that much brighter.

I have stopped and gazed in admiration at these windows several times in the last two days. They are shiny and white. They let in the outside. They function as they are supposed to. Hooray! Windows! I could never live in a cave. It's just too dark when God has given us such wonderful light.