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Progress

Progress can look different depending on what one is pursuing... right?  For example, progress downstairs right now means that I tore all of the wallpaper off in a fit of joy and am now in the slow (s l o w) process of going back and removing all of the glue from the walls.  Upstairs, progress means getting all of the boxes out of the rooms and spaces set up with intended purposes... we currently have 3 bedrooms with beds in them and 1 set up as a semi-official office.  In fact, tonight's progress looks like me carrying a dining room chair upstairs to the desk so that I can sit here at type a quick update while Charlie takes her bath (Daddy is the King of the Baths).

It's really hard to remember to be patient, that this is a forever home and there will be growing pains and changes and that this house will ultimately grow and change with us.  We are using the 4th bedroom as an office because I need my sanity and somewhere to doodle and read and blog and feel like a human, but also because I can't bare to stare at an empty bedroom, knowing that it's simply waiting the arrival of another family member.  Honestly, the empty room hurt my heart so much that I had to get the desk up here and the books put out so that I felt purpose rather than anticipation.



Nice big living room (before)

This is that wallpaper I just kinda..... removed one night.... on a whim.
Now the wall is naked.

I love the banister; it's a little wobbly but I'm hoping to save it.

Dining room

The kitchen -- needs some major (MAJOR) work

This could be the perfect home theater someday!

Basement is already plumbed for a wet bar!  Let's do it!





We are so SO in love with the house and all of the opportunities it offers us.  We continue to find new projects to add to our list.  I'm putting together a nice little list for another post. ;)

xo
Mama Porch

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