today is my last day of being engaged. tomorrow at this time i’ll be the new mrs. maddin and i finally have a slight nervous feel in my belly, butterflies everywhere and i can even smile again. this week was a rough one. nothing – really nothing went the way it should, my mood was on the ground and i had all kinds of stupid thoughts. not regarding my future marriage but this week was just not one of the best.
my little old granny passed away the day of my bachelorette party, we had a very unhappy weekend, our house is in the middle of chaos and all the handmade things i organized for our big day didn’t arrive or were otherwise delayed or couldn’t be realized. i almost forgot that tomorrow will be the best day of my life.
with a lot of breathing and happy thoughts i managed to just let it be, to concentrate on what’s really important and just laugh it away. though my heart is sad that my nonna is gone – she’ll be there with us tomorrow and wave from her cloud.
i’ll see you again after a week of honeymoon and our first week of the rest of our beautiful new life. thank you all for the wishes, even the unexpected gifts i received from my blogging friends the past weeks and all the beautiful thoughts and shout-outs.
i hug you all tight and wish you all a wonderful weekend.
this week was all about the kitchen. we had the electrician guy set all our cables into the walls and ceiling. i was asked all kinds of questions like „where do you want any additional outlets? do you want to dim your lights? how many bulbs do you want to have?“ excuse me? i have no idea! give me a switch and some lights that will work and i’m ok with it. i haven’t thought about light concepts ever and now all these questions. gheez.
and the rest of the week everybody had a task. dad was in the kitchen, martin painted, i unpacked stuff and cleaned up behind the boys…
ground and taped the windows in order to have them painted, made happy faces (i HAVE to because i’m on the verge of going totally nuts)…
decorated the kitchen with the cable plan so the papers won’t get lost, chose metro tiles for the kitchen, took off more tiles from the bathroom, and looked at all the crap that we dragged out of the basement.
i am officially fed up. we’ve been working on this for „only“ 4 weeks now and we have 6 more to go and i hope we’ll be all set the day we move.
until now we did all this:
* took off all wallpaper (9 rooms, one more still needs to be done)
* took off all carpets
* took off tiles from kitchen and bathroom (one more room needs to be done)
* prepared the walls for painting
* ground most of the doorframes and painted them
* ground half of the stairrail
* chose kitchen, floors, tiles
* made preparations to suspended the kitchen ceiling
* set all the cables
* cleaned the house from all the crap!
after the kitchen is done (which is definitely the biggest part of all) we can finally paint ALL rooms, set the floors and tiles and work on all the little details that you discover along the way. it’s insanity.
and inbetween all this we’re getting married next week and had to buy dresses, rings, stuff and whatnots. luckily martin and i are not very uncomplicated when it comes to choose things for the wedding so that – at least – was an easy task :-) (YES… there you can see how fuzzy my brain is :-) i meant „complicated“)
let’s see what we can accomplish next week. have a good weekend you lovely followers.
oh boy. it feels like this mess will never end. last week was one of the most intense ones. my dad tore down a wall then we had to remove all the dirt, all bricks, all floors, all the wallpaper from the house and bring it somewhere to have it recycled. we handle big and heavy machines, have to endure loud sounds and tons of dust. after each day we’re covered in dust and it takes ages to get the dirt off of my hair. we finally can call an electrician to handle the cables, order the kitchen, the floors, buy tiles and wall color.
but though it feels like an unbearable journey we do have moments that are so unbelievably surprising it’s almost magical. martin found an old sewing machine and a TURQUOISE type writer in the basement left behind by the old tenants – clearly a sign we bought the right house :-)
we also realized that removing wallpaper is NOTHING compared to removing tiles by hand. my dad removed the majority of the floors with the heavy air hammer (making the house shake) but unfortunately not everything could be removed. so it took a whole day to get rid of the rest with a hammer and a pick. pain in the ass – we can tell!! and then i managed to hit my thumb with the iron hammer and for 2 hours i tried not to run beserk from the pain. i definitely had to pause for the rest of the day putting cream on my hand hoping nothing is broken and i can continue to help the next day.
so it actually looks like things are getting done. but it’s still a long road to go since we can only work after 6 pm and the weekends. i am so grateful my dad has the skills and the experience of 30 years in building construction. we would be helpless without him. and my sweet mom brought us warm food on sunday so we could pause for a while and just enjoy a littlebit of the day.
counting the days we can finally move in i look forward to our wedding in 3 weeks and the short get-away we make. after that it only takes another 3 weeks until the truck comes to get our stuff and we have to move. wow. writing this down makes me realize that it’s only 7 weeks to go. let’s hope it will all fall into place. i’ll keep you posted on this journey! xoxoxo
it’s really happening! we received the key to our new house and one week later – within 72 hours – friday through sunday – we destroyed it!! not really but it’s chaos and dirty and turned upside down. the goal was to remove the white wood-chip-wallpaper from all walls! 7 rooms and a bathroom (who is so dumb to put wallpaper in the bathroom?!?!?)
it all began with a radio in the (soon to be) kitchen and a scraper, loads of water and good motivation. after wetting the wallpaper the bare concrete walls revealed lovely notes from whoever owned the house before, but after hours, endless hours, hurting arms and hands i was fed up. and tired.
a day later my martin joined me and helped removing the paper. saturday evening the house looked like a ruin, wet paper everywhere, more sore hands and arms.
sunday evening we finished 4 rooms and i was actually happy to return to the office (who knew i’d ever say this). it’s a mess and after 72 hours of hard work motivation is not the same anymore. but knowing it’ll all look fabulous when it’s done is a good reward.
sunday i wore my heart rate monitor just to see what such a day will do to my fitness and the result was cool. 9 hours of renewing a house burn 1015 calories and 64% of fat. no gym session can compete with that. and i actually got some stuff done! :-) i guess in the next 2 months i’ll turn into the fat free self i always wish i was. haha.
that’s what’s going at the moment. beside the 9 hours of office every day. if you want you can follow the journey on instagram, too. i’ll keep you posted on how our nest will turn from a messy place to our dream come true. xoxo