Last week I was all excited about the progress that had been made. Fixed plumbing, painted walls, one wall removed and new floors in four of the six rooms.
After waiting for about 6 months for the flat to get ready for me, it looked as if we were getting there at the speed of light. I could almost taste it. It was hard to get my arms back down.
Now the work in my new flat has come to a total stand still!
Maybe I committed hubris by being so happy, maybe Nemesis had it out for me, but this week things look totally different.
It turned out that whatever account was supposed to pay for the renovation was drained before the work was finished. Why and how, I don’t know.
Luckily the carpenter left enough floor for the last two rooms on the first floor, and he was so nice as to tell me, how I can lay it and make it look good myself. His words in Gods ears.
So it looks as if I’m going to do at least part of the floors myself anyway. Not with my choice of material, but okay.
I hope my landlord will let me, so I finally can move in sometime in the near future.
Wish me luck!