I hate renovating.
I'd rather eat glass then renovate.
Okay, not really but you know what I mean.
My husband started talking about how the kitchen needed renovating nine years ago. So, I guess, I've actually managed to avoid this nightmare for a while.
But today, I received a timetable of how our kitchen renovation is going to roll out.
It looks like this is actually going to happen this summer/fall.
I don't remember agreeing to any of this.
Okay, maybe I did. But that doesn't mean I have to like it.
Renovations mean there are going to be people in my house for months and they are going to be making huge messes.
I hate people being in my house who I didn't give birth to, invite over or marry.
I also hate huge messes in my house.
And yes, I know this is a first world problem.
And yes, I know I'm spoiled.
But I still don't want to do it.
So, if you're a regular reader here, get ready for about six months of me complaining about it.