"It'll all be worth it in the end!!"
This has become a kind of mantra in our house. Not only does everyone say it to us, we say it to ourselves, over and over again, about 10 times a day. I think for the last 5 weeks or so, I've been saying it without conviction, just repeating it over and over to try to drag myself through. All of a sudden, I've had a bit of a rush of energy and I actually believe it again!
Without wanting to put those at the start off, the work has been much more stressful than I imagined. It's not so much the dust and rubble that have been worst for me, though - t's more the difficult conversations I have to have about something not being quite right, and needing redoing. My builder has been great at sorting stuff out -
he's done everything we asked without moaning. But the anxiety of finding a mistake at 7pm at night, worrying about it all night, and then having the conversation about it in the morning is horrible! I think if I were doing it again, I'd try to share that process more with DH rather than handling it all myself.