project

latest project:
house painting

the exterior of our house needed as much love as we've given the interior.  I have to say I have honestly enjoyed this renovating adventure of ours.  Over the past 13 months, we* have replaced everything from floors, to walls, to ceilings, to electric, to appliances, to window treatments, to all of the plumbing.    I've been the designer, Matt's been the executor, and I think it's fair to say I have been a sport.  I have been a willing if not always super capable assistant, and have been patient.  For those of you who have been through home renovation, you know that nothing happens as quickly, easily, or cheaply as you imagine it will.  The process has been extremely rewarding, and I have never felt such ownership or pride in any space I've lived... and I've lived in a lot of places.  Even during the most painful/tedious/stressful moments I kept some version of a smile on my face and pushed forward. 

*we = both of us, but heavy on the Matt.

I say all this because painting the exterior of the house has been by far my least favorite project.  I never thought anything could be worse than drywall... or tearing up 90 years of layers of poorly-installed kitchen floors... but for whatever reason I hated this project.  I wasn't super patient or helpful.. Maybe it was because it was hot (and I'm never hot), maybe because it required ladders (which obviously scare me), maybe because I'm too weak to hold a can and a brush and balance while holding my arm up for more than 30 seconds, or maybe I just hated going up and down and up and down the ladder every two feet.  Either way, I'm pretty sure I was a huge pain in the ass with my complaining. 

thank goodness for Matthew. 

seriously.  thank goodness for Matthew.