My house is a disaster. It was built in the late 1930’s and when my fiance purchased it several years ago it was clearly sold as a “fixer-upper”. In addition the the degraded outdoor appearance we are also incredibly lazy and don’t mow our lawn as often as we should, which adds to the overall “abandoned haunted house” look that we currently have going on.
Don’t get me wrong — I love the house. It has a lot of charm and it is full of potential. We have more than enough space for the two of us (seven, if you count our furry friends) and room to spare if our family grows. However, there is only so much green shag carpet, scuffed wood flooring, paper walls, aged siding and drafty single-pane windows that a person can handle after awhile. Add to that the fact that over the past three years this house has had a half-dozen or so roommates come and go and you begin to see why things look the way they do. It’s hard to look at the house and see everything it could be, but I have a pretty good imagination.
Well, after spending most of the spring and summer working with banks and loan officers, filling out endless paperwork, meeting with contractors and lamenting over the fact that we aren’t millionaires, Josh and I finally get to see the light at the end of the tunnel! Construction will officially start NEXT WEEK!
Although I am not looking forward to long hours of work we will be putting in after we get home from our regular work days, I am infinitely excited to see our plans finally come to fruition. We still have a lot ahead of us and there will always be another project that needs to be done, but we are taking a HUGE step in the right direction.