well, to be precise, the scaffolding is going up as we speak. I am nervous, excited, but mainly nervous. It is going to be 8-10 weeks of chaos, DH has not yet cleared the loft, the place is a mess and it has not even started and I have no energy to do anything.
I am panicking, panicking. what if we made a mistake, what if it goes wrong, what if we picked the wrong builder? Why did we do this? We could have managed in a small 2 bed flat with 2 children, course we could, this was not necessary, can we pull out now? breathe, breathe, breathe.
I wish I had gone out. Its not to late, but then I got so much here to do. I just want them have finished.
Tell me it will be ok...?