So here we are almost two-thirds of the way through 2014 and I still feel like it's just beginning. Like we just celebrated Christmas and moved into the new (old) house. But my baby will turn one next week and my mind is just... blown.
I had grand intentions of being one of those on-the-ball, picture-taking, picture-posting, progress-documenting kind of bloggers in regards to our new house and property. But the truth is, this home renovation hasn't been pretty. Or progressing. We finished the bathroom except for base and door trim. It's lovely. It's the only thing that's lovely, though. I intend to post pictures once we get the trim up. So look for those next July. The rest of the place is kind of a disaster.
Also, instead of starting on the major addition right away, we thought it'd be fun to get a few chickens. We've been telling RW that we'd get them for, like, two years, so when I found a coop I liked on craigslist we jumped on it. I was thinking 4-5 hens for eggs would suffice. Well the coop I found happened to come with 14 hens a big red rooster. Now, in addition to a giant hole in my backyard, there are also giant chicken turds everywhere. We do, however, have an endless supply of eggs. The hens are pretty fun. The rooster, unsuprisingly, is a jerk. I've named him Pornstache. He may end up in the soup pot sooner than later.
Also, instead of starting the major addition right away, we're making adjustments to the plans and it's hard to settle on exactly what we want. It's more difficult than designing a custom home because we're tied to the work we've already done and we have to live here during the construction process.
So, say it with me now: "Instead of starting the major addition right away we ________." I think the minor renovation and move were both so stressful that we're deliberately procrastinating because the next step is going to be utterly ridiculously messy and stressful and unfun. But we're starting to trip over each other in this confined space and that will only get worse as the boys get bigger. Suck it up, Dana!
I guess I felt an update (or a vent) was warranted. Maybe even a few pictures. I read others' blogs and they're like, "Look at my cute outfit!" or "I updated this awesome thriftstore find and it looks perfect in my adorable house!" or "Look at this gorgeous baby shower I threw for my best friend!" or "We just got back from this amazing vacation!" or "My husband bought me a BMW for my birthday!" and I'm like, "Well, I dug a hole and stepped in chicken shit!"
I'm trying to embrace the simple life, I really am! But it's so haaaard sometimes. Sometimes I long for more space, less dirt and a garage to park in. I will say this, though: spring was bucolic. Before the heat and the droves of mosquitoes and chiggers (did I mention the chiggers?) there were frolicking fawns and ceremonious wild turkeys to entertain us almost everyday. RW has become quite keen on bird watching. We've yet to see the elusive Golden-cheeked Warbler, but we have spotted a pair of painted buntings and my-oh-my are they lovely. I'll just have to think of them next time I feel disparaged about our lack of progress on the actual house. Until next time!
|a cardinal and the painted bunting|