Where to begin.... well, we have walls now! Drywall was a HUGE game changer. I can't believe we sold our current house before we even had WALLS up in this home. (Did I even mention we sold our house in 2 days with multiple offers? Which is great and all, except when you are still renovating another house you're not ready to live in...)
The timing has been nothing short of stressful, y'all. Or maybe it's just EXCITING. Adventurous, even! Yes, adventurous. We wouldn't life to be dull.
Somewhere in all of the chaos and stress, though, has been the rewarding feeling of seeing this project begin to take shape.
They were THE.WRONG.COLOR.
All of them. Creamy, buttery yellow. I ordered crisp white.
You know what that means.
Another MONTH of waiting.
And our move-in date was a month and a few days away.
Expectations had to be adjusted. And re-adjusted. Always re-adjusting.
There is just something to someone literally entering into your MESS to help.
We'll be forever grateful.
The kids have done pretty well through the craziness of this summer. I took it upon myself to sign them up for various camps and VBS weeks, so they're having a blast while we're able to get some work done. They've got sweet friends next door at the River House, so they haven't missed a beat getting to play with them outside.
The goal by our closing date (next week!) was to have the 1st floor finished and then be able to work on the top floor.
Well, that's not going to happen. (readjusting those expectations)
So NOW the goal has been revised to get what needs doing in order to to hopefully earn a CO (Certificate of Occupancy), and then work as we can when we can. A CO would give us permission to live on the 1st floor, not just store our stuff there.
So we need running water. And before you can get running water, you've got to tile your bathroom floor...
|bathroom vanity I found on craigslist|
I had our carpenters put up the original 1901 trim around the bathroom window. And when there's a coat of white paint on there, it's really gonna shine.
Remember that sinus infection I told you about? Hmm, could it be from being in this house? We literally had to change the air filter every couple of DAYS at one point.
I really think hell is going to be filled with lots and lots of SANDING. Sanding little crevices like stair rails for hours and hours on end, covering yourself in black dust. (It'll all be worth it, right? Can't wait to see this finished in all its glory.)
Then I painted it a slate blue color for now. It'll change once we paint the rest of the exterior... maybe next summer?
Or as we call it, Slowe's.
And last week was when it became an HGTV show-- contractors swarming the house.... the trim guys, the cabinet hanging guy, the floor guy, the electrician, and the plumber (Marc), all working like crazy.
And I'm running to Slowe's constantly for all of them. Ugh. I guess this adds "general contractor" to my resume?
So when I found this super huge and fun historic chandelier on craigslist, I thought it would make a statement and still stay in the right period.
The floor guys, the trim guys, and the cabinet-hanging guys were literally dancing around one another last week. And since the first cabinet catastrophe put me so far behind, my installer was kind enough to set my base cabinets FIRST in order for the countertop folks to come and get their templates made as quickly as possible.
So that brings us to this past week! A CO (Certificate of Occupancy) requires handrails around stairways:
|industrial pipe handrail|
One of my Pinterest-inspired projects was an iron pipe handrail going down to the basement. On the river out my back window is a historic factory that makes industrial black pipe, so I thought it would be a fun and fitting tribute to make a pipe handrail. (Not as easy as it looks... first I stumped my husband, myself, then I stumped the contractors, and after 4 trips to Slowe's, we finally got it and all my contractors were so impressed with it.)
Because the designer didn't account for my window trim (grrrrrr... these people... ).
At this point, though, my expectations are so readjusted that almost nothing will bother me.
I'm reeeaally excited about the special custom kitchen hood I'm designing.... can't wait to show you what I'm doing!
We've got weeks and weeks of caulking and painting ahead of us. But I'm not going to think about it.
This project is making me go gray!!! Haha, that's just paint. But seriously, though. It's been entirely too stressful. I wasn't sleeping more than 5 hours a night, so I found myself crying in my doctor's office last week. Sometimes meds are a wonderful gift from Jesus.
So what's crazy is that as of 3 days ago, we're now LIVING in the basement!!! Closing on our other house isn't until next week (the 28th), but Marc will be out of town that week, so we wanted to get settled and into a routine before he left.
So it's this week that we need to pack our ENTIRE HOUSE because we're moving all of our stuff next Saturday! (Is this as stressful to read as I'm feeling typing it?)
|Our little abode in the basement|
....theeeeen we moved our bed over the next day... ha ha
There are advantages of moving one block away... easy to run back for things you forgot to bring over.
This is my kitchen for the next length of time, you guys. I am missing that dishwasher...
But believe it or not, I think we're doing better being over here. We're all sleeping well, and though it's small, at least it's organized. I have to tell myself it's not for forever. I can do this.
The semester is quickly approaching and Marc will be getting back to RUF full time. We had hoped we'd be much farther along, and we really could use an army right about now. We'd covet your prayers (and help) this week as we try to wrap things up at the other house and get everything moved over here.
To be continued....