November days in Vermont in the high 60's? Unnerving, but wonderful for the second coat of Falu, spray painted on a few exterior walls today.
Sections of the house still need work, but the upper parts, which require the "manlift" got priority this week. Let's get that "manlift" off the invoice soon, shall we?
The drywall is finally up, and the taping and mudding will begin on Monday. The rooms are really beginning to take shape. Here you can see the living room and foot of the stairs.
The guest room is looking cozier, with its sloped ceiling and small proportions. The window looks north, and sits high enough to check for Northern Lights. This room will feature some sweet Vermont art and a bookshelf filled with work by local authors. There is some very special bedding that has been waiting for this room. I can't wait to pull it out and spread it on the bed and sigh. Simple pleasures.
The roughed in stairs rise up to the little hallway, where the sleeping/reading nook will be built around the window up there.
The quest for interior wall colors has begun. Sometimes when I wake in the middle of the night, I see color swatches waving in my imagination. I wish I could wake up with the perfect colors all lined up, with the correct number of gallons noted for each room. Is there an app for that???
The waiting seems to be long. Cooking on a hot plate has lost its sense of adventure and juggling pots and pans in the bathroom sink is just plain boring. The tromping of workmen and loud radio music and late afternoon site clean-up are getting a little old...but patience has been my challenge all along these many years. I will persevere. The vision is getting closer to reality and that alone is worthy of celebration.
Hang in there with me friends, the light is at the end of the tunnel. I think I can see it.