1908 Loved

…and here she is…restored to the beauty a 1908 home deserves. Walls left, walls torn down, floors replaced, floors restored all while retaining her original charm. It was a dream to do a bare bone remodel of a vintage home as this, and boy what they say is correct….it always takes longer and costs more than you expect! The things you find behind the old walls are not only comical but also reveals the soul of a home….the families that lived here in the past. Probably a couple of the most random things we discovered were little toy trucks, what appears to be military patches and the funniest, a marijuana pipe that was quite vintage in itself. There was a coal window in the basement as well as different writings/autographs on the wood beams. AND as always a sign from the Universe….when I was tearing up the floor which turned into the primary, there was newspaper spread out on the floor. The year of this paper was 1957, the year my deceased husband was born. Definitely a thumbs up from Scott on my renovation.

Yes, the 8 months had a lot of stress but the stress was easily suppressed with the beauty of the renovation and knowing that this home was given an abundant amount of love. I enjoyed a year embraced in her walls and enjoying the downtown lifestyle but she also exposed something to me about myself. As I was sitting in the living room one morning, enjoying my lovely fireplace and journaling I thought….now what??? Was I comfortable, did my home bring me joy….absolutely two big yeses! BUT….what my home revealed to me is that I was uncomfortable being too comfortable…I want more. Now this does not mean I was not grateful for this beautiful home I created and the basic comforts I am privileged to have such as a roof over my head, heat, clean water etc. I was over the moon grateful for all I had but that doesn’t mean I can’t want more. My more was jumping all in on my dream of traveling. I didn’t just want a weeks trip, I wanted to live as a nomad…truly to be not only a vacationer but a resident of the world. Now with any big dream that you are brave enough to pursue….it takes a bit of sacrifice. Obviously this is different for everyone and mine was engulfed in many dueling emotions. Top of my list was I was going to have to move away from the man I love and secondly I could not afford to maintain a house hold financially and galavant around the world for a year. Of course I could have rented my home and that would cover some of my expense but as the Zac Brown song goes…”there is no price tag on peace of mind”. After talking to dear friends I trust that have had rentals , they opened my eyes to things I would have a hard time not being stressed about ESPECIALLY with a home I adored so much. So I chose to not only sell my house but most of my belongings in it. Yes, both were a large sacrifice but my soul was telling me to take that leap of faith and jump all in on yet another dream. None of us know what tomorrow brings and through my journey I am acutely aware of how delicate life is….I was healthy and now was the time! I accomplished not only my dream with this 1908 home, I left something beautiful to be enjoyed by future generations. That filled me with satisfaction and happiness. Enjoy the pictures below and my apology for not being too technically savvy as I had big aspirations to do side by sides of my last post of the ‘before’ pictures but that didn’t happen. I have had quite a few people ask for the after pictures so wanted to get them out there before another year goes by….Cheers!

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