Almost every room in our house has a tradie working in it at the moment - the painters are still here, the wardrobes in the children's rooms are getting fitted out, bathrooms getting fitted with shower screens, the silicon guys are here, the electricians have been here half the week, the specialist fibro guys are here tomorrow to rip down the old sheds in our garden so I've spent the day, aided by a very kind friend, pulling out ten years of junk, camping gear, bikes and garden tools and an astonishing amount of rat poo, and of course the builders are here. It feels like such a mess and I'm working over time to stay on top of it all.
I'm tired and dirty and a bit over it all to be honest. I hate to admit but there has been tears shed in the last few days over a couple of things and tonight I may need a glass of vino before I start painting my dining rooms walls - not what I want to be doing but they need it and tonight's the only time I have free before the floors get refinished next week. We are so close to the finish line but I really do think that the last few weeks of a renovation are the hardest of the whole build. I still have a mountain of work to do once the builders finish but we have to be out of the house next week so it will all have to wait.
We do have a beautiful view though.
It's about the only thing worth photographing at the moment :) Here's what I see from my bed through different times of the day.
That is keeping me smiling!