Conversations about renovating are dull, this I know. My own internal conversation around it - mostly, will they just hurry up and be finished already? - bores even me, thus the lack of discussion about the beast here. Then last week I got a roll of film back and found some things that made me particularly happy.
Pictures can offer a more immediately understandable story than words, especially with things that change visually, so, here's some of what's been taking up a lot of my thinking for the past three and a bit months. Our living room was small and dark, no space for a dining table. As someone who likes to cook, this was, of course, a travesty. The light extending has allowed in is revelatory. Eating at a long table is just as good as I suspected it would be, but the thing I like most, surprisingly, is that when people visit - even neighbours who've known the house for decades - no-one can't quite tell, from the outside, what has changed. Subtle is good, no?
Floorboards will be polished this week and then, at long last, this space is mine. Cannot wait to get back to routine, back to working and planning in the garden, back, indeed, to my life.