I have made an angry swear face montage for you:
yes, I have lost my mind,
but my hair actually looks pretty damn good all things considered.
I am just a *teensy* overwhelmed. Kind of: "what.did.we.do?" We just started ripping our house apart without a real plan. I am overwhelmed with emotions... excited, nervous, grateful, crazed... I know it is gonna be great eventually, but I am just pooped. Having the kids home on break is tough. Danger lurks everywhere, and I think I am most tired just from trying to keep them away from it.
I have been in design mode every free second (and there aren't many) drawing exterior window plans for the new windows, floor plans for future kitchen and baths and scouring my Pinterest for ideas of what to do.
The possible window plans:
Reality + LVL beams:
The shop vac & broom are my new besties.
I am constantly in clean, search for sharp objects, wipe down and vacuum mode.
When I am not doing that its make popcorn and hot cocoa mode for the kids.
Poor things have been good sports during all this.
This was yesterday:
Rip out sunroom windows and take off rotted deck:
I got to beat things with a sledge hammer... so much fun!
The sunroom turned into a nightmare when we opened a wall.
Hello carpenter ants- seriously gross:
They had eaten all the exterior beams (but didn't touch the house for some reason- thank goodness!)
so the whole sunroom came off.
Huge thank yous to my Dad, Eric, Mike, Jill, Ryan and Florentine for joining in the demo party.
This would never happened without them.
I am trying to pull together an eventual patio/ gardens and fire pit look for that area.
The silver lining of losing this room: a shit load more natural light here...
I am off to find my happy spot.
I will be back with a plan & pictures of what I am planning to do once I find it.
