I am glad that it’s the beginning of a new week. All our doing last week just about did me in. It was stressful.
On the upside, we finished 3 projects. The mail box post, which we repaired & painted, is now sporting a new shiny black mailbox. The inside molding around the new [non-leaky] window in the bathroom is caulked & painted. And the dingy old sheer panels on the home study’s French doors are tea-dyed a lovely shade of tan, ironed & back in place.
On the other hand, we started about a dozen more projects that for one reason or another we couldn’t finish. I really wanted to have more projects completed by now, but everywhere we turned we encountered obstacles. Weather. Indecisiveness. Lack of supplies. Whatever we wanted not available. No-shows by tradesmen. Hours spent online trying to find furniture/accessories that will fit into our small room dimensions. And on & on it went.
Four years ago when we decided to stay in this house & remodel/update it, I had no idea that we’d still be working on it today. I thought that 1 year– maybe 2 years, tops— would be all the time that we’d need to re-do the house. Not that I thought that everything in the house would be completely finished, mind you; I just figured that we’d be where we should be for people living in a thirteen year old house.
However, despite my above grumbling, I will say that the progress we made last week is wonderful & encouraging. I’d even venture to say that with one more week like this last one, we’ll have all the bones of our house in place. Then there will be photos for you, my gentle readers– & a long-awaited sense of completion & belonging for me.
Until then, ever onward go I.
{An observation: this situation reminds me of when I got my Master’s degree. I planned for it to take me 3 years, but for one reason or another it took my 6 1/2 years to complete. Near the end of my studies, I didn’t care what courses I took. I just wanted the whole process finished so I could move on with my life. Same feeling here & now.}