Today was the day for which Joe and I had been waiting, and waiting and waiting.
We'd been eager to embark on the renovation of the old farmhouse we'd purchased more than two years ago.
Still, we had decided we first needed to make the garage apartment a reasonable place to live while we rehabbed the old farmhouse, so we had a carport built on one side of the garage, a deck built on the other and lots of windows and doors installed in the garage and the apartment.
Quite a few local tradesmen have been employed for small parts or
large parts of this rehab. We've had help for demolition of the ancient
abandoned chimney the previous owners had "built around" in some of
their remodels, which resulted in major constraints in the kitchen
and one bedroom. The same demolition team helped us tear up the original
floors...which we found under the old carpet...which we found under
newer OSB.... which we found under "new, but very soiled carpet.
Of course, we had the mason, and the electrician and the plumber and the HVAC installers, and the gutter installer, and the counter-top installer, who each performed their magic to help bring this house into a livable condition....despite the fact that our realtor assured us that, "some people would just move in," we were not too keen on moving right into a house in such a bad condition.
But today, December 8, 2012, almost two years after our main contractor started working with us, he wrapped up the last of the details for which his services had been commissioned. He put all of his tools back into his trailer, which had been resident in our yard for quite some time, hooked the trailer up to his truck, and, after goodbyes, headed on down the long driveway, the driveway down which he'd first driven in January, 2011. I know he was happy to finally be done, and I know we are happy that he has finally finished....
We've met a lot of interesting people during this whole rehab process. And we have learned a lot. I'm not sure we would have been so willing to embark on the adventure, had we known the incredible amount of work it would be, but we are both happy we did take that leap of faith and commit to the rehab.
We celebrated the completion of contracted labor tonight over dinner. We were halfway through our dinner of beef and potato hash and homemade bread when we decided we should commemorate the night with a toast. As luck would have it, we had part of a bottle of wine (courtesy of my son-in-law). I added some sparkling cranberry soda to mine, and we toasted the completion of the project. Perhaps twenty years from now, this project will seem to have taken only a little while, but today, it feels as if it has taken a lifetime! We are SOOOO looking forward to being able to put on our warm winter caps and snuggle down for our long winter's naps! (HA!!! --- That'll be the day!)