apologies up front for the corniest post title ever...
If anyone is ever interested in building their endurance in high stress situations, I highly recommend tackling a whole house renovation. We are now three and a half months into our biggest DIY ever. The house, while on the upswing, is still a construction zone. Meanwhile, the apartment is starting to resemble a small hoard as I empty our closets and drawers into boxes.
Happy Tuesday everyone! There is literally so much happening and my life is in a constant state of disarray but somehow things are getting done!
Yesterday was August 1 and our move-in deadline is fast approaching. We still cannot legally live in our house. So come Septemebr 1, we may be squatters in our own backyard. In an effort to prevent that from becoming our reality, we’re kicking it up a notch. Last night we pulled our first late night at the house as a family. Addie spent her first night in what will someday be her bedroom while I tiled like a madwoman and Aaron worked on rewiring the second floor. To obtain our Use & Occupancy, the house does not have to be “done" so much as “safe”. And we've been working closely with our borough inspector to pinpoint just what areas we have to tackle before move-in. No matter what, we will be living in some level of reno well into the winter.
When I started this blog, I ambitiously though it would be easy to sit down and wrangle all my thoughts into one elegant blog post each week that conveyed the story of our house. Instead, I feel like I’m playing Scrabble and my little letter holder features six consonants and a “Q”. I’m trying to put something together, but it isn’t quite making sense. Six attempts at a new post later, this may come off as a little more stream of consciousness than ultra refined prose, but it’s better than nothing.
We’ve been homeowners now for exactly two weeks. I think I’ve also already experienced the whole gamut of homeowner-related emotions; everything from the fiery pits of buyers remorse (WHAT HAVE WE DONE!) to the mountain tops of excitement where the possibilities are endless (I am basically Joanna Gaines). Despite going in with our rose colored glasses off, these feelings were probably inevitable. And despite the feelings of uncertainty as demo makes the house look worse, our spirit is not crushed.
About the Author:
Tasha is a freelance artist, stay-at-home mama, and, in her husbands words, a lifestyle manager. She and Aaron are in the midst of renovating their 94 year old home while raising their sassy daughters, Adelaide & Emma.
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