Week one – DONE!
I hate ends but I love new beginnings. Leaving the beach house was very difficult for me. I’ve been mourning the loss of the home for months, ever since we first made the decision to sell it. After all, every inch of the place held so many happy memories. It broke my heart to close the door the final time.
The morning of our departure, I took my paper cup of coffee and walked down to the beach. I sat down on the sand and sobbed. Then I called my mom who made me feel better. She said, “You can always find something to make yourself feel sad or happy about. You make the choice. If you want to be miserable and dwell on the end, do it. Or you can think about the new beginning and smile.”
I hung up and smiled, focused on the future. But when I walked into the house, and looked at my husband’s wet eyes a fresh wave of sadness washed over me. We left quickly after that. We both put on a happy brave face and tried to keep our emotions in check during the one-hour car ride. We didn’t want Lucy to pick up on our feelings after all; she was freaked out enough, as it was.
But Lucy was amazing. She took to her new surroundings pretty much instantly, and we have followed her lead. I’d lie if I said the new house felt like home. It doesn’t really yet. And it probably won’t for a few months. After all, we are still under major construction.
Each and every morning, a crew of at least five guys arrives around 7:45 AM and by nightfall the house transforms into a home a little bit more. The great room is now partially painted, the tile floors have finished being laid, the fireplace has been installed, and the deck has started to be constructed.
We have a temporary kitchen down in the basement. We have one little table and two dining room chairs we move about so we have a place to sit. The floors are all covered with drop clothes and most of our possessions are still in boxes. But despite the mess, life is way easier then it was during our last renovation project. You know, the one that was interrupted by Hurricane Sandy.
Each day is a new adventure, and we are enjoying every second. Lucy loves watching squirrels, chipmunks, and rabbits run round the back yard. I am a much happier Hilary with a shorter commute. And my husband and I both love having so many stores and restaurants close by. Back at the beach our local supermarket was so tiny. I was shocked this week to find out that our favorite brand of ice cream had more then five flavors.
If I had to sum up the week, I’d liken it to being on vacation. I feel like I’m staying in a hotel. My bedroom and the gym area are the only rooms that are complete and properly organized. And everyday, we discover a little bit more about this town and our house.