Good Morning! Yesterday I wrote to you and told you how at the end of my rope I am! Well, after a good night’s sleep I’ve made a plan. I’m going to move in!

When I first decided to move into the house my plan was to paint each cupboard, cabinet, and closet before I put anything into them. What a great idea!… On paper, that is. By deciding to do that it’s caused me to live in an empty house with my whole life in the garage or a few random boxes. I don’t live somewhere else and am renovating, I live in the renovation.

When I woke up this morning I realized I don’t have to wait until the ceiling is complete before I can move into the kitchen. All the cabinets are painted inside and out, why not fill them up? When I started planning this I began to feel really excited and as though a part of me was coming alive!

So, here’s the deal: I’ll move in and then go from space to space and paint and decorate. If I have to pull stuff out, then so be it. We do this in our homes when we redecorate, right?

That’s my plan, but wait! There’s more! I totally want to show you what I’ve been living in for the last 6-8 weeks. I really want you to know where I’m coming from. I want you to really feel my pain. So, in contrast to all other lifestyle bloggers, I’m going to share with you my lovely home in all of its reality.

Here’s my home! Piles of empty boxes, stacks of full boxes, and a saw in the middle of the living room. I still have a hole in the wall where I will be putting a dry bar. Also, a piece of metal corner just dangling off the wall, because I just haven’t been over there with the right tool in my hand.

Here is the view from the other side of the room. All of those boxes are full of kitchen things, like my coffee mugs and dishes… a spatula.

This is the four car garage full of our stuff. All of our books are out here, and furniture, clothes, and art supplies that have been lost out here for almost a year.

Here is the main hall. the shelves and doors are in the garage and need to be painted. All of the trim needs to be painted too. I really have some cool plans of fabulous organization planned for these cabinets.

This is not really how I have been envisioning my linen closet would look.

My bedroom. Creepy rocker in the bathtub spot… No shower and the sink area is all still torn apart. The water works and I have the new sinks, I have the new toilet too…

My bedroom, with paint supplies and a compressor as my decor.

My closet with two suitcases I’ve been living out of for about a year. I’ve been wearing the same clothes for about as long, because it’s just what has been in the suitcases. One third of my clothes have paint on them,

Better shot of the bathroom…

The den and entryway.. 

The kitchen. The hub, the brain, the heart of my home. No wonder I feel sad.

We named this Kelley’s corner. This space gives me great hope! It actually looks like it will be completed someday. The thought of that is overwhelming. In a good way…

Here is the guest room. It’s clean, it’s cozy, other than Emma’s room, it’s the nicest place in the house. The bathroom works and the shower is really nice now that Steve changed the shower head. At night when I need to use the bathroom, I walk out of my bedroom, down the hall and through this room to the bathroom… It’s fine. At least I don’t have to go use an outhouse. I’ve done that before, and this is waaay better.

This is the laundry room. It’s fine because I actually have a clear path to the washer and dryer… and the tiny fridge… Which is empty. Hey, at least I have inspiration hanging on the walls…

I love that washer and dryer.

Ok, so now you have a pretty good idea why I may be feeling a little overwhelmed. For those of you who really know me, you know I’m easy going but really like things in their places.

My plan is to start bringing in the boxes from the garage. Then I can get the things in the house that I don’t need, into the garage. Like two giant boxes of scrap wood in the laundry room, and a couple of oak doors laying around.

Wish me luck!