After all the hassle of getting my friends stuff out of what was his room over the weekend, the electrician came today and had a look at where he thought the fault was and it turns out all the sockets need a total rewire, which means him turing up with builders who will help him chop all the cabling out of the walls and under the floor and replaster ready for decorating. I had a suspicion this would happen and we knew this was the worse case scenario, but it's still a bummer, everything will have to be rescheduled for the new year now which means it seriously dragging on into next year, when I'd really hoped to have the house OK. I really wanted to be able to turn what was my friends old room into a spare bedroon and sewing room and the garage into a lady lair where I could maybe do some upholstery which has always interested me.
So it seems like another winter of stuckness and I'm worried about my Mum and how well she will cope with having builders in and the house ripped up for a couple of weeks? She's a sprightly 92, but she dosen't like change, is afraid of building work and making desicions ad I could see her sort of curl up when the electrician was telling us what needed to happen and why. It will be e that has the responsibility to sort it all out, but with little or no power over things that need to be decided straight away, or anythung unforseen and not the financial power either. This is the sort of scenario may Dad dreaded and warned me about before he died. I think I will try and get her to allocate me a budget and pack her off to stay with my son and DiL for the duration of the work.
