To bring you a CRANKY mumma update!
I think I'm a pretty tollerant wife and mumma. I get told A LOT that I am. VERY tollerant. But this mumma has now had ENOUGH!
In March it will be four years we have lived in this house. Granted, it wasn't finished when we moved in, and it's still not. That's ok with me. I'm happy to wait and do things. To do them once and do it right, rather than shortcut and not be happy with it. It's something we both agreed on when we started this whole house building adventure (almost FIVE years ago!)
I can live without carpet/flooring.
I can live without the wardrobes being finished.
I can live without the shelf that's missing from the cupboard under my sink.
I suppose I can live for a little while longer with the weeds and mess out the front.
I WILL NOT LIVE HERE WITH BLOODY PIGIONS NESTING IN MY ROOF AGAIN!
We had our first pigeon nest while our house was still a frame. We thought it was cute. We soon got sick to death of it. The mess, the bird poo, the noise. And lets not even talk about when one dies in the summer heat. And lets definatly not bring up what happens then.
Now I realise this may be offensive to some, but if you are as jacked off with pigeons as I am, you'll understand. Last year while our neighbours were away, we were feeding their cat. Skye knew where her dinner was comming from, and she often came over to visit our garden. On afternoon, while I was particularly jacked off with the pigeons I suggested Brett put the cat in the roof. Immediatly our house was filled with a thunder like roar, as she bolted through the roof. There was an almightly clatter, and a cloud of feathers exploded from the holes above our porch, along with lots of pigeons. Skye loved chasing them away, and it was a daily thing to see here up on our roof. Her presence alone stopped the birds from nesting and they must have found new homes somewhere else.
Two weeks ago, Skye was hit by a car and died :(
The bloody pigeons are back.
I gave Brett till this afternoon to get the roof sealed off, or I'm calling another builder tomorrow morning. After discussion with Scotty, he has till tonight for it to be temporarily sealed off, and 13 more days for Scotty to do it PROPERLY!
So while I'm cracking my whip, and having a hissy fit I'm laying out demands all over the place. (let me just add that I am more than happy to just do this myself, or organise a tradie to come do it)
Four years is long enough!
TODAY the roof needs to be birdproofed!
13 more days and it needs to be FINISHED OFF
The THREE car garage, needs to be able to get AT LEAST *one* car in it!
By the end of this year I want-
Liam's bed finished and in his room
All of the wardrobes done (excluding ours - it's done)
The spare bed back in the spare room and the room cleaned up
The front garden landscaped
I started to do the front garden today. He wants to do it over his Christmas holidays. (Even if the ground is going to be rock hard, it's mid summer, and we are not allowed to water!)
He has 11 weeks.
Cranky mumma signing off! Going to go find my patience and tollerence again
** If you think I sound selfish, cos I just bought a new camera - (for work), and a car - (even though I had NO clue I was getting a car, or seriously ask for it), then don't worry - someone else here thinks the same - and I'm sure he'd like to think he's not alone in thinking that ;) As I said. I'm CRANKY!
OK, off to find my happy beans :)