Last week, Eli finished putting up the tongue and groove pine ceiling over the living area. It looks amazing!
So this week Eli has spent a few hours here and there patching and painting the sheetrock in the peak of the ceiling. In between that he’s been finding tools: buying, borrowing and locating the tools necessary to make all the trim. Crazy you say? That’s what I thought. But in an afternoon’s amount of time today, my mind was changed. We now have the trim for the ceiling and it was well worth the effort!
This is what we started with. This is rough cut lumber milled from Spruce trees that used to tower in front of the home we live in now. They were taken out 6 or 7 years ago (feel free to correct me if you remember the dates better than me!) and these logs were planed and put away for future use. They have already gone into many a fowl home creation and now they’ll be put to use in our home. I bet your wondering if we’re going for the really rustic look when you see these boards. Well a little work…..
…and enough time for some Zzzzz’s on burlap and chamois…..
….and we ended up with some beautiful, home-hewn trim! Well worth the effort!
We took it up to the new house for a coat of Poly or two and it should be up on the ceiling tomorrow!
As much work and stress and sweat and tears as this whole project is, it will be worth it. You know how I know? I get that lump in my throat and that flutter in my chest when I imagine the day when our kids are grown and gone, that I lean back on the couch and notice that little hole in the ceiling trim that we pulled that carpenter bee out of on that beautiful July day. That day that John fell asleep in the grass and Summer splashed in the pool to her hearts content. We will know every crack, crevice, hole and joint in this new home of ours. And at times it seems like a burden. But for so many, many years down the road it will be a joy to conjure up the memories of the day each task was completed with each triumph and pitfall it took to get there.