01 March, 2010

... and so it begins...

It's 7.30am, I'm driving over to Evatt, and I get a phonecall from Mark, our builder. Will I be coming over this morning? They're breaking ground today, want to discuss some things, oh, and grab a key to get into the house. Of course I'll be there!

Actually, it's not the beginning. It's nearly 3 years since we started talking with Ric, our architect, about 5 years since we started seriously looking for architects, and 7 years since we decided we had a pretty good idea we wanted to 'fix things' around the house. We started with the idea of a 'master plan' design, and taking multiple little projects to get us there. Talking with Ric and his team we started getting more and better ideas... and the idea of staying in the house during the renovations became more and more a worse idea.

The things we did and went through to get to today don't fit here; maybe another day and a longer story. Let's not even get into the ongoing repairs to our Farrer unit, nor the many, many loads of stuff that went to the shed, charities, tips, etc.

At the end of today, where are we at? No courtyard wall, no bricks between the kids' windows, and a huge mess in the courtyard. We expect it'll get worse before it gets better...



Hey - I can see the garden from the lounge room!


With many apologies to our neighbours...



Hmmm, wall insulation does get in! (and falls out when the wall goes away)

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