Ever wondered what happens when you move into a new build property?
It’s Week One of owning our very first new build house and I wanted to capture some of the things that have happened.
Friday: Completion Day!
Because we sold our house last month, completion is ridiculously fast, and we’re all done by 11am.
I feel definitely excited. Although leaving our last house was emotional, I feel 100 percent ready for our new home now.
I pick up a key from the builders. They keep the spare for snagging. I try to get another key cut, but because it’s a new build, the lock is also brand new. The locksmith doesn’t yet stock the key. Sigh.
With many new build houses, there’s fibre to the property. There’s a snazzy modem in the house, and Openreach arrives to activate it. Now I just need to order the fibre, and it will be turned on remotely. Luckily BT has now added the address to its database so I can place an order right away. It should be activated on Friday.
The builder takes meter readings and leaves me details of the current providers.
First impressions: the house feels MASSIVE. And also really, really warm. Having had 20 years of Victorian houses, this is so lovely. There’s a bow on the front door, and the builders have left us flowers, and a teddy bear. Flea decides to call him Bill the Builder Build-a-Bear.
I do an initial check of the house with the site manager and spot a few bashes and scratches on the shower door. I’m very aware, though, that I could be missing MASSIVE things because I’m just so dazzled by the whole house.
We aren’t moving in yet because we opted not to have the builder install flooring.
This is definitely worth doing – we saved over £4,000, which makes a weekend at Mum’s seem more than worth it.
Saturday: Curtains, Curtains, Curtains
We’re off to Ikea to buy some cheap curtains to put up until we decide what we really want.
In the process (obviously) Flea wants everything in the store. We manage to get the curtains, and we order a new desk and small wardrobe for Flea’s room. The furniture will be delivered on Wednesday.
We put the other purchases in the garage. While I’m at the house I spot a scratch on one of the kitchen units, so I email the builder. I get a call back within an hour, saying they’ll go and have a look. It turns out it was a splash of paint. Oops.
Sunday: A Flooring Snafu
Today the flooring guy is arriving to prepare the kitchen floor. We’re going for Karndean, and the floor will need to be screeded before it is laid.
Unfortunately the fitter says the floor is calcium sulphate – not concrete. Apparently, it’s a very popular choice for new homes because it’s fast, and smooth. But it holds moisture for a long time, and he wouldn’t recommend laying a screed on this sort of floor for four to six months. Oops.
We are lucky the fitter works for Karndean, and knows his stuff. He tells me they’re currently looking for test sites for a new product that works on my type of floor. A quick call to his boss, and it’s all sorted. They’ll come back on Wednesday with the new underlay and I’ll be the first customer to have it in the UK. I’m just happy I’ll have a kitchen floor!
Monday: Prep for Carpets
The carpet fitters arrive, to start putting down grippers and underlay. Most of the carpets will go down tomorrow, but we’ve been advised to wait and only put down the stairs and landing carpet once we’ve moved in. It avoids lots of trampling by men in boots.
The builder calls to let me know they’ve replaced the shower screen. It’s nice to feel like they’re checking in and fixing stuff quickly.
Tuesday: Surveys and Carpets
An early start today – the carpet fitter arrives at the house before 9am.
At 10am our surveyor arrives. We booked a snagging survey through a company called New Build Inspections. It was quite expensive (just under £500) but considering the cost of the house, it feels worthwhile. I felt it was better to have done before flooring and furniture might obscure any issues.
The carpets have been laid now in the bedrooms and lounge. We’ve gone for quite a sturdy wool blend carpet. The guy in the carpet shop thought I was mad looking for a match to coffee. But that’s the thing that gets spilled on my floors more than anything else!
I have a brief panic that they’re too dark and I’ve accidentally bought poo-coloured brown carpets for the house. I FaceTime my Mum and make her look at the carpets and we discuss them in ridiculous detail.
Wednesday: Moving Day!
I arrive at the house just after 7am.
Ikea arrives just after 7.30am, with Flea’s new wardrobe and desk.
Before anyone else arrives, I take the opportunity to vacuum all the carpets before the furniture comes in. Luckily, in daylight, they look warm and coffee-coloured, and less reminiscent of human waste than I feared.
The Karndean fitters arrive just after 8am.
The removals men arrive just before 9am.
The rest of the day is just a blur of people coming and going and realising that I can’t remember which room that rug used to be in, or what might be in that trunk. I can’t even identify which TV goes in which room.
All the kitchen and dining room boxes are stacked in the garage for now. Oh my god, there are millions of them.
The removal guys are done by 3pm and the flooring guys start working on the hallway. They reckon they’ll be finished around 6pm, so my parents drive over and take us out for an early dinner.
We head back to the house at 6pm to find the flooring is finished, and the electrician is here putting up our light fittings.
As it was a new build we’ve been left with bare bulbs, so I’m glad I brought the fittings from the old house.
By 7pm, the house is quiet. We unwrap the plastic from the sofa, plug in the TV and settle down to watch a DVD.
Moving house is weirdly exhausting considering I didn’t even really do any of the work!
Thursday: The Day Of Boxes
It’s boxes as far as the eye can see.
I stare for a while but eventually decide to pick just one room, and go from there. I choose the kitchen.
My first job is to turn over the dining table. I try to use the leg as leverage to pull on. The table is surprisingly heavy. The leg I’m using to lever the table over shears in two.
I stare at my broken table for a while. I make a coffee.
I decide the table is a problem for future Sally, and get on with unboxing.
I use Post-It notes to label the cupboard doors and play around with them a bit, trying to get the best layout. God, I’m so organised and efficient.
This efficiency lasts until about 2pm when I give up and adopt a “shove it in a cupboard and worry about it later” mentality.
The kitchen sofa arrives and I like it. Phew. It’s always a worry when you buy online.
I find the slow cooker, so I pop some soy and garlic chicken on. Flea gets home and says, “Wow, you cooked! Almost like a proper Mum,” and I feel a bit smug.
Then I remember that our spare bedroom looks like this, and I feel less smug.
In other news after an hour of hunting amidst this chaos, we find the box marked TOWELS. We both have a shower and we’re so excited to have our own bathrooms, it’s a little bit sad.
Friday: New Build Inspections
Our second morning in the new house and it feels like I can almost see it coming together.
The carpet fitter arrives at 9am, and starts work on the stairs and landing. It will be nice not to have to be careful walking up and down the stairs, trying to avoid the little gripper strips!
The builder arrives later for a “7 day courtesy visit” of our new build. It’s a chance to discuss any initial snagging issues. I tell him it’s a bit tricky given we’ve only been here for 36 hours, but there are a few issues I’ve spotted.
I send my joiner a panic text and he arrives to look at the dining table. He takes the leg away, telling me he’ll fix it over the weekend. I concentrate very hard on not hugging him I’m so relieved.
I realise a bedside table has gone missing in the move. I call the removals guy who tells me it’s impossible that they would lose a piece of furniture. I invite him to come over and use his skills to find the invisible bedside table that’s currently in my house, in that case.
Later that evening we get the report from the surveyor, and it’s got over 150 snags listed for the house. At first I’m a bit shocked. But I’m mostly relieved because there are tons of tiny things that I would have spotted EVENTUALLY but who knows when? I suppose it’s to be expected in a new build.
The vast majority of the snags are cosmetic, pointing out bits of painting, mortar and sealant that need to be improved. The house was finished just at the end of the building company’s financial year, and I feel like the decor was probably a bit rushed. There are a dozen or so snags around things like broken tiles, damage to window sills and a door that doesn’t seem to be fitted quite square.
The surveyor will send the report direct to the builder, and once all the jobs have been done, they’ll come out and check it’s all satisfactory.
The day ends with some good news. The display on our fibre turns green meaning we have phone and Internet service – hurrah!