Mental Health Evening

Last night no work was done. Absolutely none. Actually, that's not true. I did make it to the store to pick up beer. We looked at our load-bearing wall and decided it's time to bring in a carpenter to work on it. I think it's the smartest decision we've made yet.

Talked about tile design, and bathroom layout. I'm so excited to see what this place is going to look like. I can imagine it, I just can't wait to live in it!!!

Window Wells and the Inaugural Hole

I've dug a lot of holes in my life. Sometimes several in a day. I'm pretty sure my childhood was a boot camp, but my Dad calls is a 'benevolent dictatorship' so the jury is still out on that one.

But the hole I dug last night was an exciting one. I was moving my own earth. A prideful moment, I'd say. We have to install a window well around the front basement window. I guess it keeps water out (the #1 destroyer of homes). So I got myself a shovel and started to dig. I don't know why I'm so happy with this hole; it's not even that deep. Country girl--I like to be close to the soil, I guess. I wouldn't really call this 'soil' though. It's definitely city dirt. Give me a year or two...I bet I can make things grow there.

Haven't picked up said window well yet. Can't seem to find one. Back to the Depot we go. I better do it before it rains...

A Sunday at Home

Great weekend. Hard work happening all over the place. The bathroom is completely gutted. The clawfoot is now sitting in the hallway. Plumber came on Saturday to give the firm accounting of what it's really going to take to outfit this place. We're MOVING! This project is on a roll.









Sunday was spent in the house, all day! Our first full day of nothing but being at home. Lots of measurements were taken and we got the chance to go to Home Depot and speak with a kitchen consultant. He was great -- it was nice to finally get someone who was willing to help.

The First Week

So, we moved in on Saturday and went away on Sunday and Monday. It was a needed break. I brought the kittens home last night. Baxter loves the front window; the foot traffic and birds are more than enough to keep him occupied. Mr. Boots has moved back into my dresser drawer. I think he'll come out soon.

We had our first home cooked meal last night. My better half grilled and I used the microwave. Who needs a kitchen? Not us, not yet at least.

This week we have electricians, and security, and comcast, and plumbers coming in. The project is on the move. Slow and steady progress. We have done no work this week. Save me sweeping the floor and the patio and the front porch. It's all I have the energy for.

Hopefully we'll get some building done this weekend. Sunday, perhaps.