Building a house seems to me a lot like giving birth. You want the final product really, really badly. There are mounds of preparations that must be accomplished and as the end draws near, you would do ANYTHING just to have it over. Including surviving the last three weeks of decisions and quick trips over just to check on this or that small detail. I feel like a 39-week expectant mother-except for I don't have to run to the bathroom quite as often, and we already know our baby is going to be a few weeks late. It's looking awesome and we are, so far, very pleased with how it's gone. There have been some bumps in the road, but everything is really coming together now and we are excited!
A BIG, HUGE thank you to the Sims and my Dad who have volunteered their labor along the way. We hereby grant you first rights to the pool and guest quarters whenever you need them! The last two photos are of my dad enjoying his new iPhone, which isn't technically about the house, but is entertaining none the less!
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It makes me tired to imagine going through all of that, but I'm sure it will be awesome and a great relief when you're finally moved in!
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