I wish I could post pictures. I wish I could show you somehow how it is to be in the formerly crappy little house. But a few months ago I decided that an IPhone was the default camera of my life. And the IPhone does not cut it here.
To be fair, the house is not "ready." I got all the junk out of the living room so that when Ed, my first builder who had to bail out, came to see it, it would look great. I dreamed up this project in the first place. But it was Ed who took me through the initial steps to get me to where I am today. Ed started a cottage company that attracted me to its model. The economy just could not support the project, and Nelson County made it too difficult to find the land for the cottages. But our friendship took off like lightening. And Ed helped me to sell my Coles Farm property and another lot I owned, and took me through endless houses throughout Nelson County and Charlottesville to try to find my vision of a little place to live. When we found the Crappy Little House together, we began to dream in tandem. Ed, who was a builder by trade anyway, and I were so committed to this project. But it was not to be. And as the project evolved, I came to hire Duncan to do the building and the design. Ed has been more than supportive throughout. He came last Sunday to see the final project and could not have been more flabbergasted at the end result. There is no remnant of the Crappy Little House left.
So I should post pictures. . . right? But it's a tiny house. The IPhone does not translate into this small space. I need a wide angle lens and someone who knows how to use it. I've tried to take the "after" picture of the front of the house, but the sun is always in the wrong place and the IPhone cannot pick up how great it looks. MY KINGDOM FOR A PROFESSIONAL PHOTOGRAPHER!!!!
Once the couches come, in 6 - 8 weeks, I'll try to take pictures. But the colors don't come out right. It's like when you have a new baby and you just love that baby so much, but every time you take pictures the baby doesn't look nearly as cute as you know he or she is. Or something like that.
Anyway. . . . little by little, day by day I'm getting settled. This is a final settlement in many ways. Out with anything that doesn't work or is not used. At least that is the intention. What a challenge!
As I unpack boxes I handle every day those possessions which I have not seen in 6 months, but which "made the cut" when I was doing a slash and burn on everything I owned last spring. It's like finding an old friend. And then looking at the object and hoping I can find a place in my tiny house.
So pictures are coming. But it's impossible to photograph what is in my heart about this place I now live. It is my soul and a true representation of all that I love. Next week's project: hanging pictures on the walls. And only the best pictures from my past life have survived. And there are limited walls. And they are small. And I have several new photos and art created by people I actually know and care for. And they will find their place to the walls of my new home. I will be surrounded by what I care about and by who cares about me. Everyone should have the opportunity to regroup and search for what is truly sacred to them. I'm so happy and lucky to be doing this. Okay. . okay. Pictures will come. . . eventually. Patience!
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