Day 1
Well Day 1 wasn’t documented. And I’m sad about it. Sad.
We found the house. We loved the house. We bought the house. We did a dance of joy at our unbelievable good fortune in grabbing it up before someone else did. But I genuinely thought that our thrill at owning a 1922 bungalow fixer would diminish as the newness of the whole house-procurement experience wore off. I was wrong.
I had no idea we would get so INto our house. I mean, yes, we’ve had an HGTV addiction since the network first went on the air and yes, we’re both creative types, and we have a love for early/mid century accoutrements, but I didnt think that would add up in a way that made our lives house-centric. Yet here we are. Hardcore.
We’ve done a good bit of renovation/restoration already including some basic things like painting. But there is more, oh much more, to come. I want it documented. I want this freakin huge craft project of ours spelled out and illustrated.
I’m aware that, in the end, it may serve as a dire warning of what never to do again.