After spending the weekend in Wales as it was getting done by my plasterer, I have successfully had the artex in my house reskimmed, removed and overboarded in areas.
I’ve been putting it off for years despite the three areas (landing, hall and son’s room) that have been plastered testing NEGATIVE by professional companies.
You may have noticed me posting about my outlandish fears in the past but I just wanted to post to say how proud I am of myself for getting it done.
I am shaking over bits of dust leftover, bits of plaster that have fallen down into corners. I want to throw everything away and I want to move out the house. My brain convinces me it’s asbestos anyway and they were wrong. My brain thinks what if what if what if. But , I’m sitting with it.
I’m staying home with my son and partner with bits of debris in corners. I’ve cleaned some up with my bare hands. It feels terrifying but also healing in a way.
and if we die from asbestos-related illness in 20 years time, I will be able to say I TOLD YOU SO x