I know that to have a new kitchen, one must first get rid of the old one. What I didn’t quite get my head round when I agreed to do this project, that to get rid of the old one means stripping the room down to BARE BRICK!!!
Oh boy oh boy oh boy….
It started when the chaps started removing the artex last night. Remember how I said I was worried about the ceiling?? Well the ceiling is the least of my worries right now because the walls just disintegrated when they started chipping away at the artex. They had to remove most of the plaster as well, which is probably a good thing because one whole wall turned out to be built up of all sorts of rubbish (remember yesterday when I said it was hardboard, plasterboard, the odd beer mat and a newspaper? Well last night they unearthed a section that was filled in with an old cereal box…Tony the Tiger was doing a fantastic job of holding up my wall!).
Also, when they tried getting the artex off the projection where the stairs turn it ended up being removed completely.
There is a whole corner of the wall that has been removed (for some reason the previous occupants of this house were fond of random “improvements”!) and we’re not quite at the end of the deconstructing stage yet….the ceiling has got to come down today…sob!
As bad as the kitchen looks now, I know deep down that this is the worst it can be. Everything else from here on in is an improvement and a step towards rebuilding again. Hurrah!
The rest of the house is a total mess – there is an inch layer of plaster dust over everything downstairs and I’ve not got a hope of cleaning it (no hot water due to the electrics being turned off this morning, and I haven’t a clue where any of my cleaning products are) and there are white footprints EVERYWHERE!
The plan for the rest of the day is to remove the ceiling, go and collect the rest of the new cupboards and the cooker, take the broken kitchen to the tip, engage a team of plasterers (my Dad and my Uncle Peter), relocate a couple of electric points, do a bit of cleaning if possible and then sit down to cry with a large glass of wine and a box of Maltesers.
Update will follow tomorrow…if I can find my laptop from under the dust!