Show me the marble - Reno day 108

Well, this post has taken me a little longer than anticipated to write as there have been some dramas with the reno in the last two weeks that have kind of taken over the joy of new bench tops. It seems that while we had the finish line in sight, that did not mean we were home and hosed with an problem free renovation. 

It seems we have hit two snags, one just because we are very unlucky and the other because of some poor decisions by people who should know better. One of these issues is still unresolved and has created significant stress as well as delaying our return home. I have been reluctant to blog about the problems until a solution is found and it has also tempered my enthusiasm over posting about the progress as well. But in an effort to focus on the fact that this will end, we will go home and there are much bigger issues in the world (is anyone else worried for the safety of all those budgies now that we have a new prime minister?), I will push on and show you some marble.

This slab in fact, that was so heavy that the three stonemasons were able to get it up the front stairs, rest it in our entry room and then discover that they were unable to lift it again. So there it stayed for a few days until they could bring a fourth bloke back to get it down into the kitchen.

There, much better. I'm super duper happy with the lovely grey of this stone and for a tactile person like me, it is beautiful to touch too. I cannot wait to roll out some dough on here. 

The kitchen feels like it is starting to take shape now. The overhead shelf and rangehood cabinet are still two weeks away but I don't mind seeing it come together in stages, makes you appreciate each bit of the transformation. For those who have been on the edge of their seats for seven months wondering which stove we chose, as you can see in this pic, the Aussie Rogue was the overall winner. If it performs as well as Hugh Jackman I will be a  very happy girl. (Click on the link too if you are from the northern hemisphere and need to understand about the budgies mentioned earlier in this post).

The pantry/office nook is coming together too.

And while they didn't have enough of our grey slab to finish the laundry, I actually really like this off cut of a much whiter Carrara that they managed to fossick up.

Fingers crossed for some luck on our side this week, we hope to be home before school holidays.

Renovating with children, and other lessons in insanity

We went up to see Betsy this morning and the kids were in heaven. The building debris that has been littering the yard for most of the reno has been tidied and there is a full skip out the front. Their old swings have been tied up for months and finally today it was safe enough to unravel them and have a good old big swing. They have been missing our old house and are getting excited now that we are on the home stretch to going home.

 I wonder what they will remember of this whole process when they are a few years older. I wonder if they will remember how the house was before, when they were able to climb up on the low deck roof, when we had a slide off the deck because the balustrade fell off, when they could zoom their ride-ons around inside the house because the floors were terrible and when you could stand on the granny flat railing in order to launch the swing from a substantial height.

Me, I will look back here at all the before shots with a great sense of relief that it is behind us, that we got through it intact. And reminisce that I will never  have to witness my four year old climbing out of a freezer drawer in a posh appliances store, ever again. As much as choosing fixtures and fittings for a renovation can be enjoyable, adding small children with short attention spans slightly takes the shine off it all. Amongst all the chaos, there have however been a few shining lights that were quite child compatible.

Take choosing our marble slab. Whilst incredibly thrilling for Legoman and I, we weren't sure how the moment would be appreciated by the kids. Luckily SNB Stone warehouse, although somewhat dangerous and requiring of intense supervision, was also a tactile experience with a remote control crane.

That is our kitchen slab. For once in my life I had not chosen the most expensive option and was relieved to hear that the grey toned Carrara marble  that I wanted was about half the price of the white toned marble that everyone else was putting in their kitchen. Nothing better than that. We are getting a honed finish (not shiny) and it feels and looks amazing. At SNB you can flip through all the slabs (care of the crane) and choose the exact one that you like. There is a big variation in veins and patterning, some have very thick dark veins, some have barely visible lines. This one was just right and there were two adjacent slabs which should do the whole kitchen and, fingers crossed, enough left for the laundry as well.

Now, for every ghastly experience like this one in a high end tile shop where Liongirl belted out her favourite Justine Clarke number into that (probably horrendously) expensive extendable tap positioned exactly at preschool microphone height,

there was an equally splendid experience at this wonderful place. Can I be so bold as to say that if you are renovating and you have small children, and if you have not yet taken them to Ikea or a theme park they will think that is where they have just been. And it is free. And open on Sundays.

Nope, you will not get any raised eyebrows whatsoever when all the toilets are sat on and pretend flushed. (This is our toilet of choice and recieved the pink four year old tick of approval). Or when all the taps are swivelled and turned on and off.

No one looks aghast when your children discover the delights of conjoined spiral staircases.

There were almost tears when the fully operational clear glass tester lift was out of order though.

All redeemed by the selection of remote control insect screens that allowed one to trap little sisters outside in the virtual rainforest while you sit inside wielding the remote (no pics unfortunately as I was trying to prevent crushing by remote control screens).We were there for a few hours and the kids really had no idea we were doing serious renovation research.

 Overall, doing a renovation with small children definitely has challenges and we feel the best decision we have made by far was to move out of the house and live somewhere close enough to check in most days. I hope the kids have positive memories of this time, and not just fond memories of all the extra screen time they had at site meetings! Right now I'm just doing the countdown to the arrival of the kitchen I have been planning for years, sometime early next week.