Renovating the 100 year old farm house my mom grew up in – making it a place for us to grow old in.

This last weekend Joe and I picked up our trim boards and the floors for the entry/mud room and Dakota’s bedroom. It is absolutely amazing to finally be this far along and to not only see the light at the end of the tunnel but to know we’re gonna survive this renovation! I have five tape/mud lines left on the drywall, only FIVE! I did first coat on them yesterday so in a couple of days those will be done too and all of the sheet rock on the main floors of the house will be ready for paint! It felt so incredible to begin the trim I can’t wait to show you guys pictures! Speaking of pictures… it dawned on me that we simply have not been taking enough of them. I am almost sick thinking about how of all of the last year of this whole renovation I think I only have about five of me here and a dozen or so of Joe. For one thing no one is going to think I did any work at all and for another (more importantly of course lol) I wanted pictures of this whole process but they’re not near as meaningful without us in them. Without us, they’re just empty rooms. So, I had my mom stop by and take some photos of us. Of course when you tell a man to just act natural like we normally do when we’re taking a break he froze up and ended up looking really depressed! Oh well, at least we have some of us now! I’m going to make it a weekly thing, whenever anyone stops by I’m going to give them my phone and force them to take at least of couple of pictures of us.

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Joe and I will never be this young again, we will never do anything like this again and I know we’re going to be talking about these times for the rest of our lives. This is the ramp, the jump, the climb to the clouds before we take the leap that will be the rest of our lives. Nothing will ever be like this again, not us, not our lives, not where we’re living or how we’re making this work, not even who we are. Once this is done, nothing will ever be the same again, I am just sick that I don’t have more pictures of us during this whole thing but all I can do is take more now and I will. Of course, this is just how it is with me (and maybe most people) do we ever really feel like we EVER take enough pictures?

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Joe volunteered long ago (and fully expected) to do a large portion of the taping and the mudding himself. That’s not how it played out and I’m not at all mad about it. The taping and the mudding of the drywall was one of the things I really felt confident with going into this and I attacked it like it was my own pet project. Don’t get me wrong it’s not like I really enjoyed it or anything! While I was taping and mudding Joe was sheet rocking ahead of me and finishing up ALL of the bead board on all of the ceilings in the house so it wasn’t like there wasn’t anything for him to do! He also finished the rock on the chimney and across the front of the whole house along with countless other small jobs. By the time he had a moment to think and was able to come help with the taping and mudding I was nearly done and firmly determined to finish it all myself!

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