As we got further and further along in our painting projects, and now after the bulk of the initial work is complete, I am still surprised when people say we have a beautiful home.
Recently the plumber was encouraging us that there was no way we could've known something like that was going to happen when we bought the house. "You know those home inspectors. They don't really do a good job."
It took a moment to realize what he was perceiving. "Actually our home inspector gave us the address of another home to purchase." Not to mention the selling realtor asked Donna, "Are they sure they want to buy the house?" Not just once, multiple times.
In some ways it is hard for me to let go of what the house was. Because when I let that go, I let go all the blood, sweat, tears and stench that we worked through. But shouldn't I want to let that go?
I guess I find myself still wanting to say to everyone who comes over, "I know it's not perfect yet! But look at what we had to deal with!" I should probably let that go as well.
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