It Looks Like a Real House!

Over the past week, our house has undergone a huge transformation. The wood floors are in, as is a new vanity, toilet and tile in the bathroom. We spent the weekend painting (of course!) and hanging new light fixtures. Phase 1 of the Napa renovation is nearly complete. Whew....

And not a moment too soon. The movers are coming this weekend to move our furniture to Napa. In the very near future, we will have a fairly functional house to host afternoon wine tastings for anyone that is interested.

Spence and I are excited to have the next couple of weeks behind us. After spending countless hours at the house or driving to/from it (more on that in a minute), we are looking forward to a weekend of doing absolutely nothing. The renovations have been -- dare I say -- enjoyable because we've done a decent job at understanding what is within our capabilities, and what is best to contract out. We know there will be endless weekends of projects ahead of us, but it's nice to know that the "big" work is drawing to a close (at least for what we are physically doing).

So, now to the driving story...which I think is best told in a simulated Twitter format. Read on for a chronological account of our afternoon...

1:30 p.m. : I wonder if the furnace works? Let's turn it on and see.
1:45 p.m. : Hmm...No heat. No pilot light. Faint smell of gas. Not good.
3:00 p.m. : Maybe it works now? I'll try again.
3:15 p.m. : Nope. Still nothing. I give up.
9:30 p.m. : Finally...we're leaving. Can't wait to get home.
10:30 p.m. : Crap. We left the thermostat on. With a furnace that may or may not be leaking gas into the house.
11:00 p.m. : We should drive back up. Blowing up the house would ruin our night.
11:01 p.m. : Let's switch cars. Mine goes faster.
11:55 p.m. : turn thermostat off.
1:15 a.m. : Finally crawling into bed.

So, as you can see, going to work on Monday morning has been a welcome relief lately. Not exactly the way weekends should be, but it's become somewhat normal for us. Thankfully, we have movers moving us this weekend. This, I've decided, it even more stressful than renovating the house. Especially when the home you're leasing has been foreclosed on.

But that, is a story for another day...

Cheers for now!
Trever & Spence