Another super boring house-related thing, but it needs to be said, because I’m grateful. 🙏
Can I just say, there is nothing like having a big life change, i.e. having a baby, to whip your arse into gear.
We all know about the barn door. That will be happening.
We recently re-painted the two bedrooms upstairs, our bedroom and baby’s room. But in the process the painter identified what might be a leak from somewhere up there, so we set about getting a roof guy.
For some background, we have lived in this house for 6 years. Never have we done anything to clean, check or do anything to the roof or the tiles.
And we strongly suspect, neither did the previous owners who had it for 35 years.
So today, the roof guys came. As I worked from home, there was clanging and pressure washing and all kinds of knocking coming from above. At one point as they walked over the part of the house I work in, I had to press my earbuds into my ear so that I could still hear what I was working on!
Mister F was in the laundry and terrified, meanwhile our bird Orange-cheeks was walking around curiously, wondering if there was a real shower coming from overhead… when he wasn’t napping through the incessant motoring noise, lol.
There is still much to do, in terms of repointing, some more tile replacement, and of course the final thing, the spray. But, it’s already looking better up there… faded, sure (the tiles have been there 40+ years) but CLEANER too!
And it all comes back to baby. If baby wasn’t coming we wouldn’t have painted so soon, and then wouldn’t have acted on the roof either… but now, another problem.
We need insulation. And new guttering. And some fascia covers. 🤦♀️
The house renovation continues…