Another Day, Another Dang Paint Brush…

WANT TO MAKE SURE YOU CONTINUE TO FOLLOW ALONG ON OUR RESTORATION JOURNEY?

Holy sleepiness. I am a total travel girl but I can honestly say that I am tripped out. Okay that didn’t sound quite like I meant it but basically I am ready to be home and stay home. We honestly had THE best four day weekend in Charleston with some of our sweetest friends. However, I am not 20 years old anymore and staying up until the wee morning hours three nights in a row has made me a complete zombie today. I am on my third iced coffee and have probably capped out my daily calorie intake and it is only 11am.

Almost three years ago now we found our church home and also what has become our church family. It came at a time when we needed it most and it was nothing less than God who brought so many wonderful people into our lives. We call it our “inner circle” and love the fact that we worship together, travel together, cry together, laugh together and in turn Mark and I have grown tremendously as people together. We have grown as spouses and parents and sons and daughters of Christ. It has made the world of difference in our lives and in our relationship and I feel so blessed to have a church family that extends well beyond Sunday mornings. I share this with you because I truly feel that without coincidence God gave me this platform and this new relationship with God at the exact same time in my life. I have never been an “every Sunday morning” kind of girl but if we are home we now go to church every single Sunday morning. Not out of guilt or pressure or because that’s just what you have to do, we have finally fallen in love with worshipping God on Sunday mornings. It is truly a powerful thing and if you crave, want or need that in your life, I encourage you to visit every single church within a radius of your home until you too fall in love and feel at home. I can honestly say it changed our life…

So now that the weekend is over, it’s back to life and back to dang paint swatches. Walking into our garage at OHW it looks like Benjamin Moore vomited a sea of paint quarts and dried sample brushes. Why is choosing a color so freaking hard?!? I have never taken this long to decide nor been this indecisive. I think it’s the fact that it’s historic + it’s in a very traditional neighborhood + it has such great potential that I want it to be PERFECT. Or maybe I just really hate choosing exterior colors. Well whatever the case may be, I have just a couple more days to make up my mind. To read more on my paint dilemma and to see our house “virtually painted” all kinds of colors, read “Having Second Thoughts“. Here is the current status of our house…

I guess it has to look worse before it gets better and it’s definitely getting more dilapidated looking by the day. Pressure washing the house is removing all of the chipping paint so we can see exactly where wood repair is needed. Next and newest to the list is renting a sandblaster. I have decided to see what’s under the heinous red paint on the brick and hopefully uncover beautiful multi-toned brick. Our list of “never have dones” on a house renovation is dwindling very quickly with this monster of a restoration and sandblasting is definitely one project we’ve never tackled. Sounds kind of amazingly fun though huh?!? Hoping to video that process! I do also have this fear of sandblasting OFF the siding. One hundred and six year old wood can’t be too terribly sturdy. Or maybe so since it has lasted well over a century now. Hmmm…

So after pressure washing and sandblasting comes painting. This morning I popped by the house to paint several more swatches and see the progress on the inside. To see last week’s full inside progress update, read “Come and Take a Peek Inside!” First, let’s take a peek inside…

New stair posts…