Category: being real

  • We’re home.

    We moved back in yesterday. It’s not picture perfect; there are still some doors, trim, bathroom sinks, floor transitions, etc., to finish. Moving “helpfully” coincided with seasonal clothing changeover. The…

  • I Crashed

    My sister-in-law and I painted almost nonstop for I don’t even know…three weeks? [My sense of time is still kind of wacky. I feel like I dropped a few weeks…

  • Weary Feet

    You know that feeling when it’s rained for two solid weeks and you have to walk through a just-plowed-and-planted Illinois cornfield, and your boots get more caked with black mud…

  • Give Me Victory…or Let Me Die of Itchiness

    Two girls and I went back Monday afternoon and spent an hour cleaning up the mess left from the week of work, vacuuming and organizing tools. With the heat advisory…

  • A Week of Work, Continued

    Thursday While Menards and I had more morning quality time, the guys got an early start in the attic. We had an extra helper coming and the plan was to…

  • The First Big Bad News: Backstory, Part 4

    If you missed the first parts: Matt had just ripped up some carpet, prepping to move the bathroom, when he called me with bad news: “This is asbestos tile,” he…

  • A Week of Work

    Matt took a week of vacation time to work on the house. It was an intense week. Saturday We started with a trip to Menards, this time for a trailerful…

  • Oops. (Moving a Doorway)

    We should have planned that doorway better. Except, originally it didn’t matter, because this closet space under the stairs: was only intended to be a closet, because we were going…