We finally admitted it: we have no clue what we’re doing. We can’t even decide where to put the stairs into the attic, and how to arrange the first floor.
So today, we invited an architect round to have a look.
I’m not sure how encouraging it is when you ask, “So, do you think we’re mad?”
And he just looks at you for a moment before replying, “I think you’re brave.”
He’s going to cost us a small fortune… but it’s going to be well worth it, because without expert help we won’t end up with the home we want, and it’ll probably cost us much more in mistakes in the long run.
We’ll be getting started with him in the summer. After we’ve sorted the oak beams and the new window.
We’re already really excited: there’s talk of a two-storey oak-frame extension on the back to house the new kitchen and possibly our main bedroom – positioned so we can look out up the garden.
There’s also talk of possibly pushing the banks back to give us more space behind the house. Which will be epic, and is an idea I’m coming around to.
Can’t wait to see what he comes up with…