I have “homes,” on my mind, with the building process just around the corner.
But I am not the only one that does, many of you do too, and our daughters do as well.
One of our girls just recently relocated to California with her husband and son.
They purchased a precious 1950’s home in the Sacramento area,
I shared a few photos of their Mid Century Home a few months ago.
However, since then, they have gotten very serious about making major updates and I thought
your might enjoy viewing how it really all began.
So here is part one of Amanda’s story…
The first night we slept in our new California house, my two year old son,Wyatt,
my husband, Preston, our dog, Patch, and myself slept on a full size blow up
mattress on the floor of what would become Wyatt’s room.
I couldn’t sleep at all.
It wasn’t the lack of personal space , or the noise the bed
made every time I tried to shift, or the fact that we only had one pillow that was
fully occupied by my little boy’s head. No, it was much worse.”
Rats.In the attic.Scampering their little feet over every square foot of the ceiling above our make
They were river rats to be exact.
We had moved into a tiny 1950’s home in Sacramento that was parked less than
1/2 a mile from the levee to the American River.
In December, vacant attics close to the river are prime real estate for these
I wanted to move.I still remember our first morning in our house.
It was an early December morning, somewhere between 4 and 5 AM,
because Wyatt had not set his internal clock to West Coast time, and it was freezing
inside and smelled musty and old.
As I looked around at the uncovered windows, the banged up
baseboards, the hideous kitchen and the paneling (oh the paneling!)
I seriously questioned our decision to purchase the home.
For 5 years since his passing, the home had been a rental.
Previous to those 5 years, it had been the life-long home to Joey and his wife.
The backyard was packed full of trees, planted and nurtured by Joey- mature lemon,
Our neighbor, who has lived next door to Joey, and now us, for over 20 years, hugged us
each warmly when she met us.
“Joey would be so happy to know it’s has fallen back into loving hands.”
For 5 years the home had fallen to the carelessness of renters,
now it was our duty to restore her with love and hard work she had been given for her
previous 55 years.
And so we set to work…
Join me next week to see the progress that is being made!
Please Join Me~