growing up it seemed like we were always remodeling. that being said i have no idea how my parents managed to stay married, out of the poor house, or alive. i have only been at it for maybe six months and im already getting the acid taste in my mouth everytime i write a check to Lowe's or look at a box of nails.
as i sit here and look at my bathroom door i am reminded how lucky i am to at least be able to afford to do these chores. and i know that eventually the house will fulfill its purpose and win over my heart with is great appraisal that i am killing myself working towards. at that point i will be able to reap the rewards with my bank worth of equity.
it will start all over again with the addition!!