Well, I was wrong. It doesn't cost as much as a 1-week holiday for a family of four to do our tiling. Thank goodness, I hear you sigh. Well, I wish I could share your relief. Because it actually costs TWICE as much as a 1-week holiday (a 2-week holiday, if you will) for the four or us, I almost fell out of my shoes!
But, deep breath, I know that Rory is honest as the day is long and is not overcharging us. And I know how much the materials cost, because after Rory told me about the tiles, I took a trip to the local tilery (I think they should call them that!) first thing this morning, and got the necessary tiles, grout, adhesive, and those long yokes that you need for the edges, they were the cheapest of the lot. I closed my eyes when I stuck in my card into the chip and pin machine, I didn't want to see the amount though the shop assistant had just told me how much it would come to. It was too much. It was more than we could afford right now. It was painful. John and I had done the sums the night before and had worked out what we could afford. This was beyond that limit. Not by much. But nevertheless beyond it. Hence the closing of eyes.
A friendly young man from said tilery carried the bags and boxes of tiles out to the car, apparently the load was too small to deliver. It didn't look too small to me, but to avoid a delivery charge I consented. Forgetting, of course, that offloading would be required by yours truly at the other end. And so I have spent the lat 25 minutes heaving and hauling things out of the car, in the door, through several rooms, across the house and up the stairs. And down again, deep breaths, then up again. A better workout I have not had in a very long time.
Tomorrow RtW cometh to start on the tiling. Off to do the school run. Roll on the weekend!
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