So glossy. So black. So clean-able. Between the generally horrendous builders; finding a replacement glazier; measuring up; finding an electrician; sourcing black plastic powerpoints from 6 suppliers; finding a second electrician; remeasuring; finding a plumber; remeasuring... And then suddenly one Saturday morning, I filled my house with ridiculously efficient tradesmen and wound up sitting, drinking coffee, taking in my completely finished renovation at 10am. I almost teared up, but the tradies were cute and I thought they might judge.