Sometimes before you go big, you have to go small – we’ll be living in a 300 square foot camper while our 3,600 square foot house is repaired. Sure the kids are excited, they’ll have bunk beds and a pool outside the front door. Me, I vacillate between images of running screaming into the river being chased by a cloud of encephalitic mosquitoes and a serene evening sitting in a deck chair watching the sun set with my hair wrapped in a towel à la Raising Arizona.
But that’s not the latest – we have finally closed on our renovation loan and have our building permits! Our friendly neighborhood forester Joe Dunbar and crew have carefully removed six large trees to clear a path for the crane and scaffolding, and the kids and I have drawn up plans for the tree house we’ll construct while the real house is getting repaired. We may be going small, but we’re still thinking big.
I can’t wait to come visit during the renovations. I assume that the “guest bungalow” will be comprised of a tent, a sleeping bag, and a plastic bucket of stagnant water to do my business.
Why would you need a bucket? We have plenty of bushes and trees. But I’ll get you a monogrammed trowel and Sears catalog.
Wow! How exciting guys!! Fantastic you can finally get some momentum going. I am sure it will be like pregnancy Becky (like I would know!) 9 months of discomfort followed hopefully by a lifetime of joy. Or it will drive you crazy and you can kill the mad kiwi who led you into this whole mess…:)
Not sniyag it but not really disagreeing with it!! If a 500 pound projectile hits anywhere close to Hanks Friday night, my hometown(and house) are probably gone for good.