Well folks, we did it. After the mad rush of moving (most of) our stuff to Charlotte House, settling the kids into their …
Ladies, Gentlemen, and those unaffiliated: After nearly 4 years of sheer home renovation insanity, we can officially say we now LIVE at Charlotte House.
Maybe we need to be institutionalized, but despite its ups and downs, we might just be in love.
After years and years of renovations, we still wound up in a mad dash to tie up some loose ends and get Charlotte ready for her big day.
Just when we hit the final sprint of our last-minute inspection To Do’s, the Universe reminds us that we’re not really in charge of anything around here.
We fell in love with Charlotte’s Old Woodwork, but Wow. What a headache.
We got our a$$es handed to us a week ago, but somehow ended up with a new painter, electricity in the kitchen, and cake!
Last week we could see a light at the end of the tunnel. This week, someone detonated explosives and caved that shit right in.
We hit a few snags along the way this past week, but overall, we can see the light at the end of the tunnel and feel like we’re on our way to finally getting this place into a habitable state.
