I’m in over my head up to my ears with renovations. A process I thought would take a couple of months has turned into something with no end in sight.
I’ve gone through all the stages of grief.
I’ve denied - “I’m just going to ignore the fact that this is a disaster and instead make my reality one that I *want* it to be.”
I’ve been angry – “Why is this happening? Why me? Who is to blame for this? I can’t keep ignoring this and it’s making me angry and I’m going to blame ALL THE PEOPLE.”
I’ve bargained – “I’d do anything if I could just get someone else to deal with this. I’d do _____ if I can just avoid this mess.” This stage got ugly, y’all. Real ugly. I considered negotiations ranging from dancing with the devil to burning the house down before I managed to move on. Which brings us to the next stage.
Depression – A deep, dark depression. “What’s the point? Why even bother with this anymore? The impending doom is too much. I give up. I’m done.” I’ve spent the better part of the past week completely disconnecting from the situation. I’ve spend days on end crying for no reason and every reason. I spent the days after that basically walking around outside my own body watching everyone else make decisions and do things.
And then, finally, acceptance – It’s going to be okay. I can’t fight it, I can’t stop it, so I may as well dig in and prepare for it.
I’m beginning to come to terms with what’s happening and starting to deal with it appropriately (with cheesy carbs and happy hours, of course).
The problem is that I started this process completely delusional. DIY shows on TV. Pinterest. They all make it look so easy. And maybe it is if you do it a room at a time. But when you start a TOTAL home renovation (which basically means we’ve gutted the entire house), it is completely overwhelming. The hours I spent researching, shopping, price comparing, finding out how to do things. None of that mattered once it was time to get started.
It’s easy to show the before and after pictures of a renovation and gush about how much different it is and how you just love it SO MUCH. What isn’t easy is the in-between. The in-between is a real bitch. But in Internet-land where everything is sunshine and daisies, we don’t hear too much about that part. And that? Is a problem.
So I’m going to show you what it’s REALLY like to take on a DIY renovation, in a series appropriately titled Renovation Realities. You’ll see the messy, chaotic, unpretty pictures during the process. You’ll hear the stories of meltdowns, successes, and whoopsies. I realize I’m opening myself up to a lot of judging because things aren’t going to be perfect, pretty, or even clean most of the time. But it’s real. It’s not a perception of how things “should” be, it’s the reality of how they *are*.