Tuesday, January 29, 2013
I love my old house. It was built around 1943, and it has so much character. But it also always has a project waiting for me. Add that together with the wear and tear of eight people living here and I can feel overwhelmed quickly at all that needs to be done. I want to take good care of this house-I love it and want to live here forever which means I don't want to stare at the darn crack in the closet ceiling for 40 more years, and I want things done the right, permanent way.
And I have never really found the right "fix-it" man to do these things. Jeff is not handy and hates these projects, my Dad has his own hands full with his house, and it seems every time I've hired someone I've had way less that stellar results and just felt ripped off. So I do everything myself. I look up tutorials on YouTube or ask my Dad how to fix it, or go to the hardware store and figure things out from there. And some of these little improvements are just tiny things that just take a little time.
I wrote about my House notebook before and I love doing this ever year. You can read about it here.
Now that Janey is so much easier and content to sit here or there for a few minutes, and (sometimes) takes a good nap, I decided it was time to get started.
I am off to the hardware store to pick up some Magic Erasers and some spackle and little brushes and a few other odds and ends and starting crossing things off my lists. We'll see how far I get but I have good intentions and since it feels like springtime out, I also have lots of motivation.