Smelling the Barn

We always joke about what happen when the horse smells the barn at the end of a long day. The pace quickens, and impatience overtakes fatigue.

That's where we are now on the big project. The stove hood is going in today, and except for the carpeting of the living room, that's about the last major item. Lots of little stuff remaining: light fixtures, bits of trim here and there, removing the stickers from the windows and skylights, etc.

But more than 4 months after the day the guys arrived with the Sawzall and wrecking bars, it's almost done. We have a big sheaf of owner's manuals to digest (there's food in the fridge and I've used the microwave, but the dishwasher and stove remain untested), and we still don't know what half of the new light switches operate.

It still seems a little unreal. You get used to living in construction mode, and it's going to take some time to adapt to the fact that we can actually live in the place we envisioned so many months ago.