|Almost like it was never even there.|
Tonight I brought the last load home from the job site. It’s amazing to think it’s only been ten weeks since we started this thing. Yep, ten weeks. Despite all the doubters and naysayers, we finished exactly one day before the contractual deadline of July 31st. We are grateful to God for the strength to keep it together during this whirlwind of a project. Between parenting, running my conservation business, developing Mortise & Tenon Magazine, and trying to keep our current house at least moderately inhabitable, we were already stretched pretty thin this time of year. So we decided to disassemble a two hundred year old cape to move it to our property on top of the rest of it. Riiight.
But honestly there’s no boasting here. There’s no way we would have gotten this done without the help of numerous friends. Mark, Dan, Mike, Nathan, Jerry, Brave, Owen, Brittnay, Dad, Nielsen, Gabe, Zander, Sam, Elisha, Alec, Ken, Greg, and Vicky, and all the babysitting helpers: THANK YOU ALL!
|The cellar hole will be filled in by the property owner.|
We still gotta get boards and beams resituated in the trailer so that we will be able to access them easily over the next few years as we repair it. There will be cleaning, paint stripping, repairing the frame…. I better stop. I don’t have the energy to think about that right now. Let’s just say we have our work cut out for us. But it will be a dream house for us. Our home. A place in which we sweat, bled, cursed, and prayed during the course of making it ours. May this house live on by us and may our children grow up within its safety. May our boys through this know what it is to live full and pursue their passion. Julia and I pray that this house would become a place of shelter and growth for our family: our home.
|Ten weeks ago|