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On Solid Ground

Lucky was set down on the foundation today.

We woke up to heavy mist and all around dreary weather. We knew, due to moisture, it was on the edge of whether or not we would be able to make the final move.

In the end, it took a log chain and some pulling but we finally rounded the corner and pulled it into place. I tried to video it, but I had to start and stop so much because of all of the activity.

I wish I could explain how it feels to have the house set down on the foundation.

I got very nervous when we had to hook up the log chains to pull it. In a show of support, in only the way a man can, my carpenter smiled at me and said, "It's only a house. It can be rebuilt."

He's right, it is only a house. I know that, at least my brain does. But in my heart, this house is so much more.

I am a dreamer, a romantic. I have so many plans for this house and they are so much more than paint, furniture and light fixtures. This house will be where I raise my kiddos, have holidays, enjoy the good times and deal with sadness.

So many of life's biggest moments happen in a home. It wouldn't matter where or what home it happened in, but for me this house is going to be the place where all those things happen. I have invested my emotional energy into this house and if something had happened I would have picked myself up eventually and moved forward. But at the moment when my house was leaning and sliding in the mud, it was like watching my future sliding around.

Now that it is grounded, I can finally breath. I can plan and dream freely. Work is going to begin right away on the construction of the master addition and the mudroom addition.

I will continue ripping out old flooring and the doing interior work in the existing house. Electrical updates need to be done as well as new plumbing and heating/cooling, so we have a ways to go.

I am excited to share the process with you and I appreciate all the comments and advice I have received along the way! Keep it coming!

Till next time....

Have a beautiful day!

 

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