Saturday, August 11, 2007
an old house is a grand, and frustrating undertaking; it needs endless - and tiresome - reconstructive surgery before the cosmetic nips-and-tucks can even begin.
i am sure that (some sweet day) my dreams - oak floor, fireplace, shutters, beams - will come true, but, for now, all we seem to tackle is the necessary and the invisible: window frames, ventilation, exterior brick.
the aesthetically-inclined-perfectionist-interior-designer-me is on total tenterhooks.
the practical-and-long-suffering-me simply sighs.