It took a little time -- 10 months, if you've been counting -- but we are finally settled in the home we bought last May. Since the day we set foot in the front door we've had big plans for how to make this house at the end of the street our home. We only had to wait until November to gain possession and begin tearing things apart to begin putting them back together the way we envisioned.
By no means was this done alone. Our list of family, friends, providence, you name it, to be grateful for at this moment is longer than I could possibly put in writing in one sitting. But very special thank yous go to my brother's family who allowed us to completely take over their household for three (3!) months; to Papaw who spent countless hours rewiring our entire home, installing fixtures and performing various other much-needed services with a smile; and to Rocket who willingly shared his precious storage capacity at the Farm and for bestowing his unending skills as a carpenter, overseer and all-around good influence.
Our cups runneth so far over, we've run out of towels sopping up the excess.
Here we are on our first visit after the closing to finalize our plans -- all of the "before" pictures are from this trip, and if you follow this blog, you'll recognize more than a few.
Through the front entry, you come into the dining room. A doorway lead into the sectioned-off kitchen and breakfast nook. Bringing down a few walls was top on our list of priorities to open up the rooms, let in light and minimize some of the 8-foot ceilings that we would not be able to change.
Back to the kitchen, which is now opened up to the family room.
To the left as you come in the front door is a great room that we have (at least for the time being while the kids are little) turned into a playroom.
Down the hallway to the master bedroom, you pass the office, previously known as the Land of the Many Built-Ins.
On to the master bedroom. The room itself didn't change drastically, but the former bathroom/closet/workout room space got a major overhaul.
That does it for the downstairs -- onward to the second floor. Henry knows the way.
Ella's room was formerly used as an office. It had a pretty small closet (with duct work housed in the bottom of it) and doors leading to a balcony that had passed it's heyday. Rather than rebuild it, we took it out.
Henry's room is about half the size of his former pad, but he doesn't seem to have noticed yet.
Michael's room was torn up a bit in the HVAC/plumbing disaster that raged downstairs for a month or more. It's all back together now.
Baby wants to go outside now.
The years of memories to be made in this new home are stretched out before us. I may need to invest in a back-up camera battery.