Some time last week, I put my name and phone number into a double glazing website, and with my permission, they passed my details onto three carefully selected firms in my area. All three promply phoned up to make an appointment, and all three made a point of asking whether Mrs Foster could be there at the same time.
And all three came at 90 minute intervals this morning.
All the while, the drains people have been frantically finishing the work outside whilst the tarmac guy starts the making good work.
During that, I also took four or five various phonecalls, which is fairly unusual.
It’s been quite a morning!
All three double glazing people have made the same sorts of noises whilst being shown around the house and garden and asked to quote for new windows throughout plus conservatory on the back. Two of them were prepared to give me a figure before leaving. It’s a little bit more than I thought and what with the kitchen also being a little bit more than I thought, and the drains also going over budget, it’s making the total house renovation budget a very large sum indeed. Certainly way more than we can recoup in the shorter term by adding value to the house.
We’re starting to wonder if maybe we should stop renovations entirely, sell up and buy somewhere for the cost of this place plus the renovation budget.
But… but… We’re here now. I hate moving. I haven’t unpacked yet (in fact there are boxes that I haven’t unpacked since before 2000). This property has a lot going for it in terms of location, and the garden could be amazing, even if the foxes do keep leaving mutilated avian corpses (1) on the lawn.
Do we really need a conservatory? We definitely need a new kitchen, as the present is driving us mad. Can’t wait too long for a washing machine. But we wonder what would we use the conservatory for, since the sitting-room and dining room don’t get used that often. It’s a huge amount of money to spend on a room that would essentially be used for drying washing, starting seedlings and, erm, as a cat bedroom.
(1) “Goodnight Bracknell! We’ve been Mutilated Avian Corpses, and you’ve been fantastic!”