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Project Renovation.



How I wish I knew its going to take three weeks, loads of money and loss of sanity (albeit I was prepared for the first two) to renovate my two bathrooms. If you have a cat or a dog it's still fine you can work around them. They wont complain. But in case you have two kids and one of them is a toddler, then God bless you !

The final result of the project should be kept in mind to survive the blows of debris, loud hammering and constant buzzing of two bees complaining( applicable only to people who have daughters). Complaining about all the noise, the shifting, the change, the food and the list goes on and on.

It all started when my hubby said that he intends to renovate the two baths after completing 10 years in the house.
So this year we are completing the very much looked forward to, 10 years.

Our contractor had said that if we temporarily shift our residence someplace else, he can work on both the bathrooms simultaneously and complete the work in 3 weeks. I was exhilarated to hear that. He forgot to mention it was only on paper, theory. Practically nothing happens as planned. There are so many ifs and buts involved that if they were candy and nuts we would all have a merry christmas.

After three weeks we had started becoming restless whereas the staff and the workers seemed in no hurry. The only person who got the most affected was none other than the woman of the house, me. I had to undergo a lot of discomfort and inconvenience due to the delay. Because of which every genuine problem which arised also seemed like a fabricated one just to deceive me.

My only advice to others who are thinking of renovating their bathrooms would be to have a lot of patience. To not get too excited when the timeline given by the contractor seems less and to keep their sanity intact so that they can enjoy the dream project when its finally ready for use.






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