Your first thought would probably be… “Wow, did they not respect me enough to provide me with a pretty place?
So…. once I got home, slowly but surely, my eyes started darting to all the imperfections, in sharp contrast to what I HAVE been enjoying all summer long.
Ugh. So much disrespect.
I’ve been attempting to find a starting point since getting home, but when everything needs you, it’s harder to focus.
Here’s what the patio looked like last summer. But if you look closely…
This is what the rail was like.
So I did the only thing I could do… I plunked myself down for my morning coffee on my very dusty patio out back, then proceeded to stare at the chipped paint on the rail.
That motivated me enough to gut the junk off the patio, (except for the sofa I always sit on for coffee) grab a scrub brush and soap, then a can of paint, and started in on some trim painting. Just like that.
Woa. Who lives here?
In case you’re interested: my favorite indoor / outdoor white trim paint is by General Paint in Canada (now Sherwin Williams) called HP 2000. I just get a few drops of white added to it to make it more opaque.
But… then the spell was broken. I was due to go elsewhere… and as I washed the paint brush, I was secretly hoping I’d catch the fever again to finish what I started.
With good reason.
I didn’t make much headway because there was just too much to do… (the right is done, the left is not) So there all my gear sits on the lawn, waiting for me to continue.
And then I painted trim today instead…
When I got home later today, I couldn’t pick up on either task. Bingo…
I needed out. I was once again, completely unplugged. So I wandered over to my bike, urging it to take me to a better mental place.
A quick ride down to the river in search of water landed a pretty nice spot! (which I’ll show you soon)
Anyway, once I sat on a chunk of driftwood overlooking the babbling water, thoughts came rushing.
“Where do I go from here?”
“I don’t know. But I always feel better near water. I need to be near water. A place near water…”
“Yeah, well, you aren’t even CLOSE to getting a place near water, because your place couldn’t sell like it is.”
“Sell?! I’m not selling! I can barely weed a flowerbed or finish painting a patio rail, let alone focus on packing an entire house! NO WAY.”
“Yeah, but if you want something else, you’d have to, right?”
“No! I don’t know… what’s the clear cut answer here?”
And then…. you ready?
“FINISH THE HOUSE. Then do fancy stuff. Then if you decide to stay, you’ll like it more. But if you decide to move on, you can.”
Boy, am I brilliant, huh?
Ok… so these weren’t my own original thoughts. About a year ago, a good friend told me to finish my house, so it was sellable, because I had been complaining about wanting something different. I just chose to ignore him and make peace with where I am.
But while I was sitting on those pretty Hawaiian beaches where all was right with the world, I also had a few thousand chats with myself.
“If you don’t like some stuff in your life, you should change them. You’re where you’re at because of YOU.”
Fine! I give up to good reason. I’m going to focus on finishing the house. Paint rails, finish inside trim I started a year ago,
finish a tile floor I started 8 years ago, hire out the things I can’t do myself… etc.
In a nutshell, while my eyes are wide open, and much more objective at the moment, I’m making a BIG list of things that a vacation home or a home for sale simply wouldn’t put up with.
Finish the house.
Then do fancy stuff.
Then… who knows.
All I do know is, water seems to make me smart!
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Are you guilty of unfinished business too?