Needs a little work…


Ten years ago we had no idea how true those words would prove to be. Since buying our home, we’ve slowly been transforming it into a place we love to live, one project at a time. We started by ripping up linoleum, restoring the terrazzo floors, giving it an initial coat of paint, and moving in. Each year, we’d take what was in our meager savings account and invest it in the house, changing it bit by bit, and each year my sweet, tired hubby hopes this will be the last project…

Four years ago, we refinanced and made provision for a large improvement, putting in new windows throughout the house (the old wooden ones were rotting off their frames), nice siding over the concrete block and wood on the exterior, and painting—spending every penny.

Last year, we took the color plunge and painted most of the interior in rich, warm shades. It turned out beautifully.

This summer we’re giving the 1950’s front bathroom a much-needed facelift. (In all actuality, I am the one who thinks it’s needed, and my handy husband has resignedly acquiesced.) Remember, I’m a whim chaser. In my mind, this simply meant putting in a new cabinet, and painting. Uh… I was wrong. This project requires heavy lifting, plumbing, drywall, floor repair, and electrical expertise. I think I need to make a public apology. (And a meatloaf.)

The bright spot in the project so far has been the “find”. We found a cool vanity with sink and faucets at a local home décor place’s scratch and dent warehouse. The scratches are only on the feet, and it has no dents. Cool! We saved ourselves tons of money. (Picture me patting Don and myself on the back repeatedly.)

Will this be the last project? Probably not… I'm sure I can find something that needs a little work.