The electrician is making progress! We have a fancy new fuse box that doesn’t crackle, Tim’s and the boys’ wall sockets are done and the red room is done. He will be doing the infrared panels in those rooms next time. For now, we can actually start painting walls and other nice things that aren’t dusty. Well.. I’ll tape and fill the joins between the wallboards and put skirting board down and architrave round the doors first which yes, I know will take a few weeks but my brain is only saying “I can paint now?!”

On another note while we are in the red room which won’t always be red but the name might stick for some time: after pulling the ceiling down I noticed the ends of the joists don’t look too great.

After a bit of anxious research, it doesn’t appear to be too bad. I bought some joist splice plates to give them some more support, Tim will help me put those in this week.

Taking the ceiling down was its own special type of pain in the arse. The space between the joists was full of grain husks, concrete dust and dead spiders. For insulation I guess? Taking a board down meant being showered with the detritus mentioned above and it was awful.

That picture really doesn’t show the depth of misery that fell down my shirt and into my hair. But it’s done now and I’ll never have to do it again!