If you had come to my daughter’s first birthday, you would probably remember the bed in the living room. Yes, we were in the middle of a vast remodel of our home, which at that time, was little over four years old itself.
You would also likely remember that our basement, like so many in our mountain community, is a walkout. This means that when you enter our home, you enter through the lowest level and make your way upstairs to the living space and the kitchen.
We tell everyone who walks through our front door our plans:
- Drop the kitchen and the living room to the lower level so that you enter into these two rooms, making our home more like the ones in the city and maximizing the space in the basement that otherwise serves–like so many basements–as a glorified storage unit.
- Convert the living space above to a master bedroom and the former kitchen to a massive en suite, complete with Jacuzzi tub and walk-in closet.
Hence the bed in the middle of the living room.
Here’s the thing: If you came to my home today, it wouldn’t look much different than it did back then. Sure, we’ve bought a few more cabinets, painted a few more walls, even run some trim and a few lines of power and plumbing. Micah has traded work for most of it and hung a few sheets of drywall himself. And the bed is no longer in the living room.
These plans are nearly a decade old, yet we have yet to put this remodel into motion. Why? A few reasons come to mind:
- We have a daughter who makes every chore around the house seem less important than the time we could spend exploring this world through her eyes.
- We have had aging dogs that eventually couldn’t maneuver the stairs, which would have left them stranded on the upper floor most days.
- We are cautious – to be sure this remodel doesn’t put us into a hole we would struggle to dig out of.
- We live 40 minutes away from work, worry, and regular MRI’s, making the time we do spend in our mountain oasis feel slow and relaxed in contrast.
And maybe that’s just it. We have, we have had, we are, and we live. We aim to squeeze every ounce of life out of every moment of each day. And right now, living doesn’t require a vast overhaul of our home.
I like to think that someday, down the road, we will put into motion the moves that would finish this project. For now, we aren’t settling, for even though our house is not complete, our lives most certainly are.
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