Tuesday, November 13, 2012

So we bought a house. It is a "Fixer-upper". I have always wanted to restore a house. I prefer older homes, they have such charm and history. Most people would think that this would be a joyous moment for me. Instead, I find myself crying on a daily basis. I have no carpentry skills. I am not a plumber. I am having a hard time cleaning this place; I am afraid of removing too much of the dirt for fear something might fall apart. I have way too much stuff that I have moved into the house, leaving mountains and mountians of boxes stacked high. I am so overwhelmed. What did I get myself into? I have loved ones that stop the crying; they keep telling me that it will be okay. One task at a time, one box at a time it gets better. I will try to post before and after pictures. That may be a task that is too much, perhaps it will all come together before I even realize that there is an after (or a before). Oh did I mention that we have no money. If I had money maybe everything would be okay. We can't even afford to make repairs, even if we did know how. For now I will go clean the windows in the living room. I hope the glass stays in the panes.