And breath.

The day I doubted would ever arrive, has. It’s been t-minus my sanity for what feels like forever. I’m still pinching myself that I’ve got this far. However excited I feel, that is now dwarfed by an overriding feel of relief at this point. 

I think the next feeling I can muster is akin to feeling like I’ve gone out and left the cooker on.  Except, surprisingly, I know how to use a cooker.  I haven’t really a clue as to how you’re supposed to build a house.  What have I missed off? What T’s are left uncrossed? Who’s not told me all I need to know?

These are concerns I knew I would have, as do many self builders.  My skill is not in the knowledge of, or performance of, building tasks.  However I do have an ingrained desire to understand what is going on, regardless of my ability to perform the actual task in hand.

I think this can sometimes be my downfall, and also reason behind a fair few sleepless nights.  What also feels apparent is that many builders don’t take or find some issues too serious.  This is down to experience I believe. The knowledge of what a buildings inspector will like or dislike, or whether a planner will actually ask you to correct any of your planning permission condition failings.

Still, onwards and upwards, well actually I think we still need to go down a bit to meet the finished floor level condition, or perhaps we don’t. I’ll sleep on it!