Pre-beginning
Here it is, a synopsis of where we started to where we are today. It's the typical boy meets girl... Boy meets girl...boy snags girl (there was much hiking and rock-climbing)...boy and girl move in together...boy and girl buy a house (no, not to live in)...boy and girl get married...boy and girl spend the next two years getting the house and themselves "ready."
The house is a bit of a fixer-upper, so we couldn't move in right away (ask Nathan and he might tell you differently). For those of you who have not been by to see it, here's a picture:
The past two years have been dedicated to what the rehabber's call "demolition." While the name is quite appropriate, and is exactly what we did, it doesn't give justice to what was actually done. When I think of demolition, I think of a wrecking ball or explosives leveling a place in seconds. While nice in theory, our "demo" took a bit longer...two years to be exact. While during those two years we were also planning a wedding and working out some kinks in our employment (me switching jobs and Nathan starting to work for himself), a considerable bit of time and energy was spent doing said "demo." We have taken out many walls, ceilings, floors, and one very large brick structure that was added post-bathroom era.
When we bought the house, I was very excited (and I'd like to add naive)! "We bought a house, yeah!!" I had no idea what was to come, but that, in retrospect, was a good thing. I figured the rehab would take us a year, but that it would be a fun and exciting project....it would be a "piece of cake" (mmm....cake!). I had no idea what was really involved, and I'm sure, at this point I still don't, but it's been two years and the house has taught me more about myself than I could have ever imagined. I can honestly say I have come to love and appreciate things in our life that I would have otherwise overlooked. Despite the many tears and frustration, I couldn't imagine living anywhere else, or rehabbing any other house. So here it is, the story of our rehab...
The house is a bit of a fixer-upper, so we couldn't move in right away (ask Nathan and he might tell you differently). For those of you who have not been by to see it, here's a picture:
The past two years have been dedicated to what the rehabber's call "demolition." While the name is quite appropriate, and is exactly what we did, it doesn't give justice to what was actually done. When I think of demolition, I think of a wrecking ball or explosives leveling a place in seconds. While nice in theory, our "demo" took a bit longer...two years to be exact. While during those two years we were also planning a wedding and working out some kinks in our employment (me switching jobs and Nathan starting to work for himself), a considerable bit of time and energy was spent doing said "demo." We have taken out many walls, ceilings, floors, and one very large brick structure that was added post-bathroom era.
When we bought the house, I was very excited (and I'd like to add naive)! "We bought a house, yeah!!" I had no idea what was to come, but that, in retrospect, was a good thing. I figured the rehab would take us a year, but that it would be a fun and exciting project....it would be a "piece of cake" (mmm....cake!). I had no idea what was really involved, and I'm sure, at this point I still don't, but it's been two years and the house has taught me more about myself than I could have ever imagined. I can honestly say I have come to love and appreciate things in our life that I would have otherwise overlooked. Despite the many tears and frustration, I couldn't imagine living anywhere else, or rehabbing any other house. So here it is, the story of our rehab...
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