No, I’m not a secret hoarder (though after cleaning out the kids closets, I’m terrified I might get there someday). This is our playroom, and all of that stuff is everything from Kendall and Leyna’s rooms. We’re getting new carpet in all the bedrooms, which trust me, I’m thrilled. I really am. Especially considering we haven’t even had carpet in our master bedroom for months and months. Just a concrete floor.
And no, not a cool concrete floor- a concrete floor that looks like someone just ripped out the carpet. It was either live with that, or live with the putrid smell of decaying dog piss, so I chose the “industrial” look.
This all started with a master bedroom renovation. It sounded easy enough. Paint the walls, get new sheets, have SOMONE ELSE install some carpet, build us a new bed…
That’s the first half of the bed, unstained, against old paint with old bedding. Can’t WAIT to show you all the big reveal. Mostly because that would mean all of this is behind us.
Meanwhile, we live in a house turned upside down. At the mercy of the carpet installer’s schedule and our dwindling renovation budget, which is mostly being eaten up by take-out because ain’t nobody got time to make food and clean dishes when you’re renovating!
(Seriously, we’re carving out a healthy slice of the renovation budget for the kitchen when that comes to pass to pay for meals out. REAL TALK.)
I am so over the renovations. So over the weekends filled with trips to Home Depot and Lowes, Scott busting his ass to build this and paint that, me trying to keep the kids entertained and out of his way, never making it out to do fun family things on the weekends, never getting caught up on the laundry or blog projects I try to save for the weekend. I’M SO DONE WITH RENOVATING THIS HOUSE.
But we’re close to the finish. After nearly 5 years of non-stop projects, this house is thisclose to being pretty close to something I absolutely love. After this mess is put away, and this project behind us, we’ll just have one major renovation to complete- the kitchen. Then it’s just little things. Things that (hopefully) will not require the entire upheaval of our lives, our schedule, and our furniture.
And then… we’re staying. For a while. Which, of course, why would we want to leave when we finally get this place just the way we like it?
Because we thought we’d sell. We thought we’d FINALLY put it on the market, probably before the baby comes. We thought we’d FINALLY build or buy a bigger house with a bigger yard, closer to all the places we like to visit.
We thought all that, and we planned for all that, and then we stressed over all of that.
The market is hot! Sell your house now! Build in the community you fell in love with before they’re out of your price range in 6 months! Make sacrifices! It will be worth it!
Except it won’t. Because the thing is I am SO OVER renovating that I absolutely refuse to move to another house that doesn’t have EVERYTHING. EXACTLY. AS. I. WISH. And that? Just doesn’t exist… in our price range… for now.
So in 9 months to a year one of two things will hopefully happen:
A. We’ll have enough time between us and the big renovations that we’ll look back on it fondly and decide we could do that again (and then, please, TALK ME OUT OF THAT).
B. We’ll magically find a house that was perfectly built for us.
Regardless of which of those options shakes out, we will definitely NOT have a newborn then (the baby will at least be 6 months old), and I will definitely NOT be pregnant.
Until then, I appreciate what IS ours. I celebrate what IS done, and stop focusing on what is not. I reorganize closets and set up a cosleeper and changing table in our bedroom. I take this time to edit the stuff we have in our lives. I, once again, remind myself to love the home we’re with.
But first, I call and hound the carpet installation guys again because OMG SO MUCH UPHEAVAL IN MY LIFE RIGHT NOW WHILE WAITING FOR YOU.
I’ll be posting lots of mater bedroom renovation progress pictures this week over on Instagram (@BabyRabies) if you want to witness my slow meltdown, and – hopefully- triumphant end.