When Clint and I got married last June, family and friends showered us with gifts.These packages were safely tucked in the attic until we could enjoy them with our completed kitchen.Now is the time!We brought down box after box and ended up with a huge pile of cardboard and Styrofoam.Christmas has come early for the Nelsons!
When Mallory was asked why he climbed Mt. Everest, he quipped, “because it was there.” That’s not nearly as poetic as our housing venture, but it seems just as challenging to Clint and me. The vintage 1914 home was purchased at the height of the housing bubble—smart, we know. It is an ugly duckling home, but on its way up the amphibian hierarchy. I am setting a fairly optimistic goal of completing the remodel in 52 weeks. Friends and family insist that while it is my journal, it’s a goal imposed on Clint, as he is the one doing most of the work. This is a minor detail, and I see it as fulfilling my role as personal motivational speaker. So, with 6 months of matrimony under our belts, and 2010 spread before us, we begin our journey.
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