Hi y’all. I am so thankful to all of the supporters out there who are following this blog. I am relatively new to this whole thing (like, February) and I love meeting all of you and making new friends out in the blogosphere. Thanks for all of your comments and emails.
Mr. CG and I are blessed to live in a beautiful town called Petaluma in Sonoma County, California, in the heart of the Wine Country. I am an attorney who left my full time job when my daughter was born five years ago. I practice law on the side, but my true passion is remodeling and decorating homes. I stay awake at night scheming about my next DIY project. In hindsight, I should have gone to design school, not law school, but coulda-shoulda-woulda.
It was my not-so-brilliant idea to start a major remodel of our home in 2006, the same year my son was born. I often refer to this year as “the lost year” since my only memories are in pictures. Here are some photos of the experience we survived. Barely.
Grading the site
Every year, we throw a Christmas party for our friends, but we were unable to entertain in 2006 because of this remodel. I wrote a poem about it to all of our friends in that year’s Christmas card. Here goes:
Twas the June before Christmas, so I said to my spouse
“The time has come to add on to the house”
The approval of plans meant more space in our home
All we could think was “Brushed nickel, or chrome?”
“Wait a minute” we heard, “You just had a baby,
Don’t take on this project, you’re both certainly crazy.”
“Nonsense” we replied “We both have a brain”
We paid no attention to the claims “You’re insane.”
July was the month that we poured the foundation
Funds paid for concrete, but no Hawaiian vacation.
Choosing cabinets and tile and a new kitchen sink
Include sleepless nights, it all drove us to drink
Through summer and fall as we lived in a rental
We knew they were right, we were certainly mental
Here’s December, our pocketbook and spirits diminished,
We still wonder if ever our house will be finished.
And so this strange year we must say with dismay,
Unfortunately at our house there’s no Christmas soiree
We wish all of you peace, and blessings from above
Merry Christmas to all, and we send all our love.
It’s 2009, and we still haven’t finished the master bath, and parts of the rear yard. Our hope is to complete this year.
Here’s to hoping !