Last weekend we popped to our local family-run flooring company and booked some work in for the floor to be replaced in our third bedroom. The carpet in the picture above is coming out and a wooden floor to match what we had put in the home office is going in. It’s something we’ve been meaning to do for ages but it’s a costly job and it’s so hard to know where to spend the money when there are so many jobs that need doing.
It’s just over two years now since we moved into our home in SE London. Two years where progress in renovating has been painfully slow and even more painfully expensive. I’ve been in quite reflective mood lately and can’t help wondering if we’ll ever get the house finished or maybe we have to concede defeat and acknowledge that homes are never truly finished. I just despair at how much work is involved in even the smallest bit of renovation – just as an example, we have no plugs in our hallway and I really want a console table by the front door with a lamp on it, so we’ll have to call in an electrician just to get a simple plug socket done.
Replacing the floor in our spare room will mean taking all the furniture out, lifting the carpet and whatever underlay is underneath, checking the existing floorboards over and filling/fixing the invariable cracks. Then the skirting needs to come off which means some of the plaster will inevitably come off too, and all just to put a much more modern floor down.
Replacing the floor in another bedroom
When Pete and I first got together, I was renting a one bedroom flat in West London and he owned his own house in Ely, Cambridgeshire. It was a lovely two bedroom new build that he’d bought even before it was built. He was able to see the plans, pick his plot and literally watch it being constructed from scratch, therefore having a lot of say into the placement of fixtures and fittings so that when he moved in, it was DONE! Admittedly it was the standard magnolia paint but that was easy to change and painting a blank canvas without first having to replaster and fill cracks is a thing of joy.
Even now, I’m writing this post looking around our living room. The windowsill is coming away from the wall underneath it. We have artex on the ceiling and cracks in the coving, as well as the door frame. If we were to be really fussy the walls could do with re-plastering. I hark back to those early days when we spent a lot of time together at Pete’s home and I didn’t really appreciate the joy of a new-build home because I was in my early 20’s and thoughts of being a home-owner weren’t even on my radar. As we strip our old home back and give it a thorough makeover, I’m realising more the value of having something well-built that’s clean, modern and ready to be personalised – or just lived in – without the need for blood, sweat and tears beforehand.
Do you have a new build home? I’d love to hear about it in the comments below.
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