The Aaaahhh Factor

One thing leads to another here at The Hedge. We had the electricians in on Friday to do all the new work in the Bathroom-From-Hell & there was drama. Because of the style of this house with it's 1970's sloping, high pitched ceilings & raked beams there is only 6 inches of roof space. This has caused much gnashing of teeth in our renovation journey & Friday was no exception. The BFH sits between 2 bedrooms, the lovely guest room & the tiny disgusting unrenovated bat cave I described in yesterday's post. Each room is separated by double brick walls, which means power supply needs to be fed through brick channeled wall conduits. The supply to the BFH comes in via the bat cave & that supply has a leak, so can't be used. In normal circumstances, a new supply would be fed down through the roof space, but oh, not here.

So MOTH, after crawling under the house to chase the supply up through the floorboards, will have to get Big Bertha the Brick Cutter out of mothballs. Then she'll be fired into action to drill new channels down the brick wall in the bat cave to feed an alternate power supply into the BFH & we all know what that means - A MASSIVE MESS OF BRICK DUST & RUBBLE!! So Sunday was spent clearing everything out of that room, which has become a bit of a dumping ground for all things I can't decide whether to keep or toss. I was in no mood for this on Sunday arvo & so a normally calm & rational Millie was replaced with the Angry Purging Pixie & most things got tossed. So we have full boxes everywhere in the house - boxes for the Vinnies, boxes for the kids, boxes for the Friday Trader. So in the midst of the mess I need somewhere I can retreat to in my head that's uncluttered & these 2 sublime rooms fill that brief perfectly.

Images: Soluri Photography & William Waldron