Well it’s been almost seven months in the making but the boys finally have their space upstairs and our renovation is almost complete. Since one of the men-children has officially relocated upstairs I couldn’t wait to share the news. 🙂
It’s become clear to me that renovations are a bit like childbirth – over time you forget how painful, disruptive, expensive, and time-consuming it can be (a renovation not a child), and next thing you know you’ve jumped right back in and suddenly find your house turned upside down. Our last reno was 13 years ago, so we’ve had quite some time to forget the original trauma.
Once the builders moved from working upstairs in the roof cavity, which was relatively painless I must admit, to downstairs IN the house, we very quickly got sick of the dust, dirt and constant stream of tradies through the house. Not to mention living with one small bathroom between five of us, having the new bathroom fittings and accessories living in our hallway for a couple of months, my daughters temporary bedroom (in the study) hosting hoards of teenagers on the PS3 every weekend, a port-a-loo in the driveway for the builders (yes I know the alternative is far worse), bathtubs and scaffolding in the backyard (very attractive) and a laundry chock-a-block with furniture overflow.
Add to that a couple of hiccups with delays in delivery of orders (the custom windows took two months to arrive), and our two new bathrooms look great, but we’re still waiting for the cabinets and basins (so bad luck if you want to wash your hands), and a few other things that just didn’t go my way.
Like making it to IKEA to order the new Queen size beds for the men-children (an earlier promise for our growing boys), only to find they were out of stock of one mattress (of course I need two, they’re not sharing a bed!). So having queued at the checkout, then queued at the merchandise pick up counter, then queued at the home delivery counter, I have to go back and do it all again this week for the second mattress!!
Or having the electrician drop something on his foot the day he was supposed to come and do all the power, air-con etc, which meant the boys having moved upstairs anyway had extension cords running up the stairs with more power boards than Bunning’s. I was sure we were going to short-circuit the entire house with the set up they had. Naturally it was one of the few hot weekends in Melbourne, so no air-con and broken blinds (don’t ask) made it just a little toasty for them!
But all of the above aside, I’m delighted to say the results are fantastic and we are all thrilled with the new space. The boys love their bedrooms, bathroom and sitting room. They have Foxtel, their new flat screen TV, and PS3 upstairs. The only thing they want is a bar fridge (yes you heard right) and they think they’ll be set forever!! Oh and a dumb-waiter so we can send meals up and they can send their dirty dishes and clothes down – SURE! Thank goodness we got a solid door at the foot of the stairs – they took it off temporarily and I was shocked at the noise travelling down the stairwell. No more doof doof music and wrestling SFX for us – bliss.
Even the younger sister of the men-children loves her new bedroom (her brother’s old one), with so much more space for everything. Just as well because the other day she ventured upstairs and the boys positively freaked out that she was “in our space”. She wasn’t even allowed to sit on the new bed! Naturally I’ve promised the boys the novelty will wear off for their younger sister, but I’ve also explained that they don’t OWN the space and told my daughter that whenever they’re not at home she can use it as much as she wants. Peacekeeping skills also being a requirement of Mother of a Man-Child.
We’ve just christened the bath (as big as a small plunge pool – I promise in all other ways we’re water savers), and we’re still trying to fill the fantastic under stair storage area (okay, cheap thrills I know). I’m hoping the shutters will only be six weeks on a slow boat from China, or the boys better get used to early morning starts once daylight savings ends. 🙂
So if anyone is taking the plunge and wants some reno tips, let me know. Sadly I’ve developed some amazing project management skills in the absence of those promised by the builder, so I could be of use to you.