Binder
[bin-der] – The Personal Blog of Karl Binder
Moving Home

img_3830-2009-03-21-at-10-39-34We’ve decided that now might be a good time to try and ‘upsize’ our home since we’re now running out of space with children’s toys and the like!

We’re realising now this is a whole different experience to buying the first house, this time we’re SELLING as well as buying of course so there’s HIP reports to sort and Freehold to buy.

Oh well, fingers crossed this will be as exciting as it feels right now.

We’re been looking back at the changes we made to our existing house, and it surprises me just how much we have done, from decorating every room, installing a new kitchen and building a patio. Makes me quite proud considering just how BAD I am at DIY. For example:

The first bookcase I tried to put up in the house was bought from Argos and was a rickerty piece of wooden tat. I was trying to screw it to the wall whilst standing on a patio chair, which duely gave way beneath me. I grabbed out at the bookcase as I fell, pulling out the shelves and the whole bookcase down on myself. Ruined. In anger I threw the screwdriver across the room and immediately lost it, which drove me mad since it seemingly disappeared. It turned up 12 months later having bounced underneath the sofa and wedged itself in the underside, so when we had lifted the sofa looking for it it also lifted and remained hidden.

I tried plumbing as well whilst fitting the kitchen, thats best left at that really. Needless to say there was water where water really should not be. When building the patio I broke a finger dropping a slab on it. Nothing new there though, I break them all the bloody time playing cricket.

I remember trying to fit new coving. I urge you never to try that. You would think that light polystyrein stuff would stick easily to a ceiling. No. In the end I found holding it up with a broom wegded on top of some yellow pages was the way forward until the copious amounts of glue dried it in place.

I’ve broke beds, collapsed wardrobes, spilt more paint than is healthy, wallpapered my own face, broken bones, flooded kitchens and destroyed sheds. DIY and me a happy marriage do not make. Next house I’ll save us the pain and pay professionals. This is agreed, and for that I am happy.

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