Bliss: Fixer Upper

Have you ever heard of the saying, ridden hard and put away wet? Well, that’s how I’d describe our sweet house. She’s been lived in. Hard.

We love the property. Love the school district. Will says the house has what all flippers call, “good bones.”

Let’s stop there for a second and talk about my husband Will.

To describe Will-He’s a data/ facts driven man. He researches and knows basically everything. (I KID YOU NOT) Example: he can tear down a wall and know what to do when he finds stuff like wires and pipes or something inside of it. He has vision. He’s pretty calm and collected. Runs numbers/measurements and all things math like it's not a painful experience. Fun Fact-He’s also colorblind..so that’s a bummer. For me more than him honestly. He literally does not know what he’s missing; though I often tell him.

Accurate

Enneagram: Smart/Rational.

To describe myself? The antithesis of everything Will. I don’t have so much of a vision as I do creative bursts. I love color, personality and have big ideas of what I want, but without a clue of how to execute. By the time I figure out how to execute I’ve moved onto the next thing because I’m bored. Numbers are my nemesis. Example: Will shows me an amazing oven. I say I love it. He says, look for the dimensions to ensure it fits in the space. I say, just forget it..it’s too big, I don’t need it, I’ll find a smaller one. He says, get the dimensions of the smalller one, I say forget it. I don’t need an oven.

Enneagram: Erratic Cray.

Will and I have been together like twenty years. We have an established baseline of trust and for better or worse we know the pulse of one another. We know when Hanger is about to strike, or when to push that last comment in before the other goes ballistic. We’ve got a groove that works well. Our recent development in this stellar relationship is how we’ve recently been driven to the edge by how the other chews crunchy food. I do not mean driven crazy in a hot way. The way this man opens a potato chip bag could bring me to tears. Guys. This reno is going to be great. SO. GREAT.

But here’s the thing. We’ve been renting for over a decade. Yes, while we’ve hung things on walls when we shouldn’t have, we’ve been beholden to what has existed in all the locations we entered. We haven’t made those personal choices like color, cabinets, flow…and I. AM. HERE. FOR. IT.

Day 1- Tuesday/Closing

We signed the paperwork at 9 and were in the house by 11 tearing up carpet. Will was on the phone with a dumpster company within an hour and it arrived by the afternoon.

By the time I had to leave to go pick up the kids from school we had torn all the carpet and padding up throughout the house.

Guys. If carpet could talk. 🤮