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We are still here, just! Oh my god, please someone remind me NEVER to have any part of rewiring a house EVER again! It was so awful that I had to run away for a week to Turkey with my Mum while poor, long suffering Rich was left to cope (that man has accrued so many Brownie Points now theres pretty much nothing he can ever do wrong!).

So this post is going to be some grizzly pics of our disembowelled house, sorry boring I know but as I did with the fireplace last year I want to be able to look back and remind myself of how it looked (also incase I ever have a brain haemorrhage and decide to rewire another house this will hopefully bring me to my senses).
As you can imagine it was all rather frantic for several weeks so theres not many photos , but heres what was our office after we cleared everything out to the storage unit (and holy hell, do we have a LOT of stuff! It comes of both being illustrators and working from home I guess?!)  Rich and his Dad started ripping the floor up...

We had also decided to sister up the rather bowed old joist while we had the floorboards up to make the whole of the first floor more sound (I would like to point out his was Rich's idea, personally I was rather fond of our trampoline like floor!).

Very solid! It can how happily take the weight of all our art equipment (Richards desk alone weighs a ton!).

So once the wiring had all been done and the floor was back down we had to empty the storage unit...

I wont go into the details, sufficed to say this was both the most back breaking, grubbiest and boring job I have ever been a part of. The shear dullness of moving our stuff from one side of the city to the other after weeks of living in rubble, dust and live wires was nearly the final straw for Rich. We where both so knackered by the end we didn't know what to do with ourselves.

So then we decide to sand the floorboards in the office....idiots!

This involved another mind numbing job of scouring the floor for old nails and tacks (why the hell is DIY so bloody boring!) Notice the fixed smile above, my poor soft girly hands where covered in blisters after this.

Then Rich got down to the very manly business of sanding the floor, I desperately tried to keep on top of the dust (which was totally pointless).

About a minuet after I took this pic the bag of sawdust exploded covering both of us and the entire upstairs in orange, I'm still finding it in my hair!Rather surprisingly the boards came up beautifully and look amazing, I will do another post in the next day or two of the finished thing! For now I must continue the fight against the endless dust!