We're only a few weeks into this project, and I've already got the itch -- and, no, it's not from poison ivy, though it surely could be -- I'm talking about the itch every decorator feels when they're waiting to get to the decor part of a project, but having to wait for the boring stuff to be completed first. The decorating part is truly the part I love...picking colors and cabinets and fixtures and finishes and countertops and flooring, and seeing it all come together in a beautiful symphony. But like a good manicure, renovating a house has steps that have to come in the correct order so that the final product looks shiny and beautiful AND is long-lasting! Would you even think about adding polish before trimming your cuticles, cleaning your nails and then filing them smooth? I think not! The bulk of time during a manicure (and, oh, how I'd love one right about now!) involves the clipping, the filing, the buffing, and the moisturizing before the nail polish is carefully applied (in usually less than five minutes). It's the prep work that sets the standard for a finished product you can be proud of.
The last week or so have been a flurry of activities and might I add the supervising of some downright nasty jobs that I would not do if my life depended on it! This week I have been very grateful for workers who are willing to do work that so many find appalling (as in me) and feel they are not capable of doing (as in me), at least not without some dire consequences (like a severe case of bronchitis or worse)...jobs like pulling down old ceilings and insulation...pulling up old nasty carpeting...lifting and moving and tossing out the scum of the earth -- well, in this case, the scum of a house that has been sitting destitute for almost a decade, and doing it all in a house with no AC on -- in 90-degree heat. First things first...we have to dig down deep and replace, refinish, and reinforce the bones of this ol' girl before shining her up and putting on the final coat of polish that hopefully will take her through the next several decades at least. If only a manicure could last that long! But just like a manicure, we gals like to change up the colors of home more often, so manicures and changing up the house decor is a fairly regular event, at least in my house.
One highlight of this project is that my dad can be in on the fun. I owe literally all of my dad's involvement to my sweet hubby who has religiously updated Daddy on the project's progress and, true to his word, picked him up at 6:00 a.m. on "roofing day," took him out for a hearty breakfast, and set up camp under one of the great shade trees on the property while they "supervised" the progress. Hubby says no man ever gets too old to need a project to be involved in, and I'm seeing the truth in that more and more. My dad has "perked up" with this new project and shown a bit of excitement, which in and of itself is a small miracle for my non-excitable dad. I mean, after all, my dad IS 90-years-young! My husband never ceases to amaze me at his level of commitment to work and family and excellence in everything he does. Also, he really and truly loves my dad and this blesses my heart beyond measure. I'm also finding that I too am feeling a great excitement as the roof goes on, much to my surprise...even thinking now that it's probably setting the pace for everything that follows.
A few of this week's challenges in photos...
At the end of Week 3, I feel so much has been accomplished but there is so much still to do! But more than anything, there are so very many things for which to be thankful. I am thankful to have gotten this far in this relatively short length of time. I am thankful for all the sharp minds, helping hands, and willing attitudes of good people sent our way. I am extremely thankful for all the hard workers who have come out to help us move this project forward doing the grunt work, showing up on time and tackling the unthinkably-nasty jobs. I am thankful for good health, happy hearts, and the fact that everyone still has all their fingers and toes intact. My brother-in-law came extremely close to losing his thumb on one project...don't want a repeat of that one.
And I am so very, very thankful that our family patriarch, aka Daddy-o, can be with us for the work and to supervise from his chair under the shade of a distant tree.
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