“When will Rattlesnake be finished?!!”
It’s the common question I get, and the answer is “very soon.” We have hit some snags, and we have hit some bumps in the construction process (not any fault or blame to be laid, just part of the process) and we are now moving forward.
The fancy cabinets have changed. A lot! My Dad is going to build the cabinets with me. It will be a project that will put a piece of him in the house that I plan to buy and live in for the rest of my life. He even has some shelving that was Mom’s that can be used. How perfect is that? My Dad and I have done many projects together. Some have been this kind, some have been automotive. I have the little hands, so if it is a tight space, he just tells me what to do. I have felt every happy emotion you can feel since I talked to Dad about building the cabinets. So that is now handled. Next is the floors. Ugh.
What to do about them there floors?
So many ideas have come across the table so far. There are many options available, but the bottom line is where I am looking. I will be honest with you all since I promised to share this whole process from the beginning, I want this house so much, that construction could stop today, and I would move in and finish it myself. But I don’t want to do all of the rest of the project. There are still bathrooms to finish and doors to hang. I think Champs is better equipped to do that than I am. If I had to, I could, but it would probably be this time next year as opposed to a few weeks from now. I really do want a working toilet in there before I move in. Oh, and then all the paperwork, too, that goes with it. That should be done next.
Okay, so what’s next?
Chris is hanging doors right now. It was so cool to walk in there and some rooms and closets have doors. I can’t explain what that was like. At the end of every week when I go to take pictures and look at what has been accomplished, I just think over and over, “She’s a real house again. She’s coming back!” There have been so many times when it seemed like it was just never going to happen, and now we are down to the wire. We are right here at the end. There it is, we are almost to the end of this rehabbing journey.
I searched for a house for years to replace the one I had been living in and raising my boys in. For years I found reasons it wouldn’t work out, and why I couldn’t do it.
Why was it that after all of that, this house that was flooded in the back from a water leak and had no walls up reached out and said, “It’s me. I’ve been what you’re looking for. You’re home.” I think deep down, I saw myself. I saw broken and I saw what others would consider unfixable and just walk away. With every turn of Rattlesnake being made livable again, I have found some healing. It’s so hard to explain, but if she wasn’t too broken to be fixed, then I am not either. Neither of us ever was, we just needed some faith, and some hope. Sounds like the start of a great romance movie, doesn’t it? Ha ha.
I laugh sometimes at the personification I have put on this house, but she has had much of my attention and focus for over a year now. I have a very interesting love life, I guess.