some insperation

Sometimes I manage to get pretty donw on just how long this place is takign to finish. It been 4 years. 8^P But since I live in it every day and can see that the place is still a large collection of inperfections and things that are just plain broke I dont so much noitce just how much better things are now than they were on move in day. The holiday party has been my chance to be reminded yet again that I am making real progress. People were amazed not that the 1/2 bath from hell was done but that it was nearly done and no longer looked anywhere near as nasty as it did on move in day. Back then I shut the door to that room and simply declared it off limits. I have forgotten that the floors that people were complementing used to be the same floors that I plain old refused to walk barefoot on. Or that in the full bath that makes everyone all jelous I used to not have water perssure which was really the house defending itself against the fact that the tub had the worlds slowest drain. I had forgotten that the light fixtures in the downstairs that everyone are amazed by used to be crappy junk from a 1970’s Kmart. Even in the new rooms I spend more time worrying about getting the basebaords up and finding a new furnace vent cover than I do noticing that the new solid floor does not squeek, the walls have no cracks or missing plaster, the insulation is working and the paint job is stunning. These are easy things to forget, but then 30 or 40 people show up who really notice the changes and suddenly I am reminded why I have been suffering with this place from big project to big project. Its because I saw the potential, and even if I dont notice so much now its actually creeping up to meet that potential.

Ivan