There comes a moment when even the best of us must face the passage of time, when we look at ourselves and see the truth. When we can no longer ignore the reality that everything is starting to sag, buckle, and creak. In our heart of hearts we know that all the cosmetic fixes in the world are just not going to cut it anymore. We have to bite the bullet, face our fears and do something drastic - a complete overhaul. And that's just exactly what happened this past week.
The construction company arrived before eight last Tuesday. Their trucks, loaded with the brand new, energy-efficient windows and fiber cement siding that would transform our aging, weather-damaged home (what did you think I was talking about?) into a better-than-new version of itself, filled the cul-de-sac. The enormous dumpster destined to haul our rotted windows to their final resting place took possession of the driveway. For eight days we were awakened by the melodious sounds of hammering and sawing. But, now that it's done, I have to say it was well worth it. Of course, I'm more than depressed about spending this kind of money on anything that doesn't involve Italy but I'm more than happy with the results. After two years of getting estimates, looking through showrooms and calling references, at least it looks like we went with the right guys. They were on time, hard-working and meticulous; all you can reasonably ask for from contractors. Beside the fact that our home could now grace the cover of House Beautiful, we're thrilled to be rid of the drafty, broken windows that made our house feel like a sauna in the summer and a meat locker in the winter. So now that we've dipped into the home equity line, there's just one question. What's next?
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