After Christmas sometime I stopped for coffee while I was covered in paint from our new house. One of the patron's of Starbucks struck up conversation and told me that the most diffucult thing I will ever do is move into my(our) first house. Their comment stuck with me, and now I am pretty sure that they were the smartest person I've even met.
It is SO MUCH WORK! I live with my boyfriend and our two dogs in a house that we bought in November. We gutted the place, replaced floorboards, doorframes, carpet, tile, resurfaced all of the walls and painted.
We worked every weekend for months to get this place looking livable, and another few weeks on finishing touches (hanging lights, smoke detectors, trim, etc).
We spent so many hours over Winter finishing projects and now that it is getting to be Spring time there is an entire new list of things to be done. I see our yard eroding away everytime it rains, and I want to put in a fence with a dog run so that our grass grows in naturally instead of patchy and yellow. We have windows to wash, a garage door opener to fix, and so many things that I could probably go on until next week.
Our house was built in 2005, it is baffling how much needs to be done already. I am starting to understand why people live in condos and stay with their parents until their 40s. This house is kicking my butt! I just want to be done and able to sit around on the weekend with a beer and grill burgers.
This post made me tired... time for a nap.
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