Finished, Done, Caput… Finally!

Hubby and I have been “almost finished” construction of the WV Place for over a year now. There was one big thing that still needed to be done and that was covering the fascia board with aluminum. There’s probably a term for that, but I don’t know what it is.

Fascia is the trim around the edges of the house, right under the roof line. Your rain gutters usually hang in front of it. If you have rain gutters, that is. We don’t.

Anyway…

Neither of us really felt like doing the work. It involved either using very tall ladders, scaffolding or a mechanical man-lift thing, which we would have had to rent. After all the years of doing 99% of the work ourselves, we just plain could not bring ourselves to do it.

Hubby has been doing little things here and there all year. I have done squat. We’ve really been enjoying the relaxation. And the recent bike trips have been great.

Finally, instead of risking total deterioration of the wood, we said “screw it” and hired a professional. He managed to do in one day what would’ve taken us at least a weekend, I think, since we were so totally unmotivated.

That was the last big thing. One little thing we’d been wanting to do, too, was paint the door. Finally, Hubby told me to pick a durn paint color already. And he painted it.

Now, we pronounce the place FINISHED.

You can check out the complete 2009 update if you like. That’s another thing I finally got around to doing. Yesterday was a good day for it. I planned on sitting around all day anyway, to recuperate from the anniversary party madness. Not that it was drunken mayhem or anything, it was just a very busy week leading up to the party, which by the way was probably a huge contributor to my lack of sleep.

I at least have to share an image of our awesome red door here…

Doesn’t it just make you want to come visit? I sure hope so. We’ve been trying to get folks to come and enjoy the place with us, but everyone is busy, busy, busy! If you’re interested in a visit, just let us know. We’re going to stop asking people soon. We’re starting to feel like nags…

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go run 3 miles. Wish me luck!