The thing is, I do know about dependencies and waterfall project management and all that good stuff.
The plan was to have the living room pin-sharp by the time the estate agents came round so I could make convincing promises that the rest of the house would be to the same standard by Easter.
Somehow I think not:
The electricians should have been in and out by Valentine’s day, Bernie then had a week or so to install the window and tile the kitchen, and I had a week after that to splash around with a paint brush. But the electricians had a house fire, not an electrical one – a wood-burner went feral. And so here we are. And here the estate agents will be later on today.
I’ve never entirely trusted estate agents since I spent an hour and a quarter looking for a building plot in Nailsworth following directions which said ‘right’ when they meant ‘left’. So I’m not convinced they’ll be able to see the house’s inner wow factor.
At least the kitchen looks nice…
… if a little over-exposed.
Note to self: remove the paint tray and jars of white spirit next to the cooker before 10:00 am.