The imminent arrival

So the patient wait is over (sort of)

The house will finally be finished for Friday this week all that is left to do now is the painting of the concrete and the board on the deck.

It’s been a long haul and it feels like it has dragged on forever since December, it seems to have been one thing after the other with this build at least its remained constant.

This build has been the biggest learning curve for me and there have been some rather interesting meltdown moments that all seem to disappear in to the haze and the wave of pure excitement and exhilaration looms overhead.

The packing has begun..... Well it’s not really like it has ever stopped since I decided to build the house. from day dot I have been distracting myself with small and large purchases for the house which in theory sounded good but I seriously have no idea what I have packed into those boxes, I have a feeling that unpacking is going to be a little like Christmas all over again.

After last weekend’s massive deluge of rain the poor builder had to replace all the skirting and architraves due to the painter taking of the door seals to paint thus letting in all the water to the house, but the tanks are finally connected and full so at least it brought some positives.

We planted the letterbox this week which makes it feel all the more homely and in true form it is vintage and green (of course) I am not sure this obsession with 50's mint green is healthy as I seem to buy anything that is in that colour nowadays....let’s wait and see what in the boxes first though.

Anyway all is sunny on the Castlemaine front, stay tuned for the next blog entry when I have the furniture in.

The end is nigh

So the closer we get to the finish line the slower it all gets...

It’s been a while since I have blogged anything and it seems that a lot has happened since the last time I wrote, The house is coming along very nicely and its seems to be relatively smooth sailing from here (touches the timber desk)

It’s been a long road and lots of angst along the way but finally I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and thankfully it’s not the torchlight of the rescue party.

Met with the builders today and all is on track for a late Jan early Feb finish and that includes the newly designed deck that with extend out both from the north and south sides of the house.

The plumber and much as I have cussed him along the way (and dropped the "c" bomb about him in front of Mum... sorry Mum) has almost finished and all in all has done an OK job besides the most stupid placement of the HWS & gas meter, there is a saving grace and that is that he seriously stuffed up the toilets and has put all the pipes in the wrong places and I am not budging on the choice of suite to help him out ....hahahaha revenge is so sweet.

Not long now, the wood heater is in the painting near completion and the deck building immanent, I was up there today sitting on the bench in the garden thinking how peaceful it all was and that in a month I will be up there all the time.

The house in Melbourne is exploding and Steve will kill me if I bring home any more furniture, although I just purchased the most AMAZING vintage tennis court lights on eBay and cannot wait to have them in the collection of stuff for the house.... and boy what a collection it’s going to be.

Dad has finished the kitchen benches and they are looking great I am so happy and thankful to have such a talented Dad to help me out, maybe I need to rope my talented Mum into the construction of the roman blinds for the bedrooms.

Anyway after a long day at the Kyneton races and a very exciting visit to the house I am going to enjoy another beer and contemplate the imminent arrival of my new born.

Cladded but not painted