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Thank you Kyla for organizing!
This house is very much a story of upstairs and downstairs. Normally, you see the house and us at our best on social media. Today is truth time – it’s time to take off the make up.
Some days I’m not sure which is stronger: my desire to fix this house or my desire to say f*ck it and move back to NYC. Easy seems so good some days. But then I see something that’s easy and my head explodes from the level of sheer boredom that could engulf my soul. I don’t do well with boring. I grew up in military housing that was all the same shade of dank off white. I love the element of surprise and unexpectedness – Stony Ford fills that for me.
I’m a typical type-A perfectionist. I have ideas. So. Many. Ideas. I know what looks good and I know what I want, but Stony Ford does what Stony Ford wants. Maybe there is something the house is teaching me. To be less of a control freak. To care less about details. This house shows it’s age gracefully, but then there are parts of it that look flat out run down. Paint fixes a lot of things. $20,000 dropped into electrical work would also fix a lot of things.
When we bought this place our family warned us it would be a money pit. They were right. Complete money pit. Everyone views money differently and how you spend it on your home is ultimately the most personal. So, we keep feeding the beast. Maybe one day she’ll be full. And completely satisfied. I’d rather feed this beast and work my ass off than give in to the blandness of the expected. The backyard water feature. Open floor plans. White paint. Beige. Basic.
The work is dirty and at the end of it, its just over. I often wonder if the day will come where I won’t have the desire to jump into the next project and get this house to where it needs to be. It will just be okay where it’s at. I can plug in a blow dryer in the bathrooms. Not work at a computer sitting in the middle of the hallway. Take a shower on the second floor.
It’s an evolution. It’s a process. The house and us.