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How it all got started
A note from Art
I came from a family of procrastinators. I remember about 25 years ago watching as my Dad's classic '61 Bonneville was being towed to our house to await restoration. It is still waiting. Recently, when preparing for a sale at a house my parents were selling, my sister found some of her baby clothes in the "waiting to be mended" pile. They have been waiting since 1974.
When I was in high school and college, we spent six years building living quarters in the basement of our house. At the time, I thought of this as a snail's pace. However, looking back, that was lightening speed!
Fast forward from those childhood events to eight and a half years ago...a for sale sign appeared at a house a short walk from work and clost to most everywhere else we go. It was an old, Victorian colonial house. The price was right too, because it was so ugly. We looked beyond the brown shag carpet, hideous color schemes and overgrown yard. We saw a beautifully restored house in which to raise our family and to show hospitality. I, of course, would do most of the work myself being quite handy and not rich enough to hire out. I started several project and finished very few. Most attempts to complete projects have failed because of illnesses or other reasons.
Recently, my wife challenged me to complete the unfinished projects in the course of one year and she would blog about the progress. Getting it out in public may be the encouragement I need to complete the tasks begun.
When I was in high school and college, we spent six years building living quarters in the basement of our house. At the time, I thought of this as a snail's pace. However, looking back, that was lightening speed!
Fast forward from those childhood events to eight and a half years ago...a for sale sign appeared at a house a short walk from work and clost to most everywhere else we go. It was an old, Victorian colonial house. The price was right too, because it was so ugly. We looked beyond the brown shag carpet, hideous color schemes and overgrown yard. We saw a beautifully restored house in which to raise our family and to show hospitality. I, of course, would do most of the work myself being quite handy and not rich enough to hire out. I started several project and finished very few. Most attempts to complete projects have failed because of illnesses or other reasons.
Recently, my wife challenged me to complete the unfinished projects in the course of one year and she would blog about the progress. Getting it out in public may be the encouragement I need to complete the tasks begun.