Ding dong the loft is done, the loft is done, the loft is done
Ding dong the lovely loft is *doooooooooooooooooooooone
Just like in the Wizard of Oz, that’s the tune I can found singing right now and what says ‘I’m a proper grown up with a loft conversion don’t you know’ more that a little ditty I ask you?
Well, there are a couple of things I can think of actually now you ask.
Getting excited once again by new carpet and by excited I mean strict
No shoes on the new carpet please
It’s so fluffy and the house smells like a carpet shop which is better than smelling like thick dirty dust which is what the house did smell like during our recent building extravaganza.
Along with this new carpet joy I also found some more joy in the form of a steam cleaner we were given.
Sadly our bathroom floor is ever so slightly damaged post builders and it came in handy to try to restore our lovely natural stone tiles to their original state.
Top tip though is not to try to do this on a really hot day.
Well, there you are. Having landed slap bang into my mid thirties recently, I think I can officially say that I am now a grown up.
*the word done in fact is a slight fib as there is a snagging list as long as my arm, but the messy bit is done, so hurrah!