Blank Canvas #3

After 3 weeks of preparing, scrubbing, banging, sawing, lifting, shifting, cleaning, wiping, stripping, sanding, washing and papering I can now say that we have taken the whole house back to the very beginning and we're ready to start putting the whole thing back together.

We seem to be painting all the bedrooms a different shade of white but that's alright, I like white.

We had an immense amount of help this weekend. Mum took the kids for 2 night and Lynne came through early doors on Saturday for a lining paper extravaganza. We worked till 8.30pm, then had our first ever meal in the house (Chinese takeaway, for the record) and then a lovely fire up the top of the garden. I actually fell asleep at the fire (just like camping really), with wine glass in hand (exactly like camping) but I did manage to do quite a bit of sleep-shooshing when I thought the chat was getting too loud.

Anyway, after staggering home and collapsing into bed for a new day of DIY-ing, we slapped on the very first blob of paint, thus declaring the house well and truly the property of The Family Dog.

Mum and G came back with the kids and a lovely set of garden furniture as a present and we all got stuck in to different tasks for the rest of the day.

All in all, a productive weekend filled with hard work and love. Am so lucky I could cry.