So it's New Year resolution time again, and it's pretty clear after many previous unsuccessful iterations that the usual crop consisting of more exercise, better diet, and giving up smoking are a waste of time. Therefore, after several months of playing host to an assortment of builders and tradesmen, this year's resolution is more DIY.
What's annoying is that most tradesmen seem to be in a mad rush to get to the next job, and so don't have time for those little finishing touches (which, as my wife says I'm a perfectionist, are so important). Some days it really did feel like I might as well have done the job myself. For example, over the last several weeks I've been:
Meanwhile the people who delivered the rubbish skip and promised to come back for it the next morning left it here for a week so my front lawn now has a square hole that, after all the rain we've had, resembles a small swimming pool.
Realistically, though, many of the jobs they tackled were beyond my level of competence or patience. I can see that my attempts to plaster a ceiling or tile a floor would probably be a disaster, and completely rewiring a kitchen is likely to require some level of theoretical knowledge of the regulations that I don't have.
But, hopefully, it will be another fifteen years before we need to do anything else to the house. And I'll be retired long before then, so I'll have plenty of spare time. However, my wife says we're never going to go through this again - we're going to move house instead. Though I'm not sure that would be any less stressful...
nice, i will keep following!