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A Year End Photo Review

I have been catching up on the blogs that I follow and I see so many end of the year round ups. I am not that organized, nor am I anywhere near having before and afters of the work on the Lucky house all tied up in a pretty bow.

What I do have though, are before and in-progress photos. I will let the pictures do most of the talking, but here is a little recap of where we started and where we are now!

The journey to finding our home was a bit of a surprise and definitely a whirlwind of the best kind. In May of 2013, I got a message from a neighbor asking if we would be interested in buying their farmhouse. You can read all about it, here, herehere and here!

So we bought a house, poured the foundation and moved the ninety year old house approximately two miles.

We then jumped into renovations, additions and remodeling.

We moved into Lucky in February 2014. Since then projects largely stalled, while I awaited the arrival of our third baby!

It has been a crazy year and a half. We still have tons of projects to finish and Lucky will be a work in progress for a long time. But that's what I love about it, we have time to make it what we want.

Now that our baby has arrived I plan on getting back on track with many of the projects, like tiling the kitchen backsplash. For now though, I will give you the round up of pictures from the very beginning to how things were when we moved in.

I hope to post pictures of individual room updates soon. Enjoy!

Dirt being brought in for the road. 

The site for the house is waayyy back in the corner of the trees!


Breaking ground.




House before.

Taking off 1960's porch/bathroom addition prior to moving the house. 


Chimney coming down prior to moving house. 












Putting beams under the house for the move. No that is not a crooked photo, that is a leaning house!







That is a crooked photo!

Kitchen before.

Living room before.

Dining room before. 


The first interior project I tackled was removing the broken kitchen clay tiles. 





Next up, I removed the living room carpet and one million four hundred fifty two staples, give or take a few!

Drywall going up in the additions!


The gutted kitchen.









The first glimpse at the original oak floor that was under four layers of other flooring. 



Moving in. 

Dream pantry and dream pantry door!

Buffet turned bathroom vanity. 


This is the kitchen when we moved in. We didn't have our table yet, so the kiddos used the small table and Hubs and I stood at the counter to eat!

Furniture, furniture everywhere!

Playroom/future master bedroom. 

My office. Sadly a year later, it still looks similar to this! 





Finally got our table in the dining room!




Looking out my kitchen window. 


We've come a long way and we now have the rest of our lives to create and dream. On days when all I see is the unfinished, it's nice to look back and see how far I've come. 

And the view out the front window isn't bad either!

Thank you for following along on our journey. Here's wishing each of you a great New Year! 




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