So remodeling has begun. We spent an entire weekend packing up our house and covering up all our good in anticipation for all the work. And this morning I invited a whole crew of strangers into my home and watched as they begin taking sledgehammers, screwdrivers and crowbars to my once happy home.
I recognize that I shouldn’t bitch…being in a situation where we’re able to afford remodeling our home into something that works for our family is a nice luxury not everyone can afford these days. So I’m appreciative…but no doubt it’s stressful. I think I’d be just as happy with our old stuff but certain circumstances pushed us into this decision.
No return now…it’s either going to look great after all of this or it’ll be a huge regret. Crossing all my appendages.