outside painted--check
electrical fixtures, medicene cabinet, laundry sink and faucets still need to be selected--check
bill received for cool looking faucet in powder room--check
shipping for above faucet as much as faucet--holy S**T--check
front porch needs more work than thought--check
This picture is the view from the addition looking into the kitchen. The boarded up window will become an opening and the door will be removed.
This is the dumpster that will soon contain our front porch. The porch that was apparently fabricated from interior doors. For as solid as the back of the house, what the heck happened with the porch? The house was built in 1948, not 1943.
The addition seems real now, so it's hard not to get excited about it being done. Of course I have now learned that we can live quite happily and sucessfully in a smaller space (but then we think of it as temporary). More importantly though, I've learned to live with less stuff and throw things out more. Not that I still don't have crap laying around everywhere, but I am able to get of something every now and then.
I just hate the thought of throwing something out that I might some day be able to use. I think this is the curse of growing up hearing about Uncle Vic's barn and how he always had everything--from the mailboxes he procured from the post office when they converted to new boxes to every screw he laid eyes on. Then I went and saw Uncle Vic's barn as an adult--it's about two times the size of my house--well, actually he had a couple barns in his day. I never met the man as an adult, but I can only imagine how we would have been able to relate.
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