Renovation I

That's a theme around here this weekend, at home and at church.

Home - "Didn't you move into a new house?" you might well ask. Well, yes. . . but one with the basement left unfinished, which allowed us to move in right away and not spend weeks in a hotel, waiting for the house to be ready. It also gave us the opportunity to play with the space a bit, deciding how we wanted to use it. We put tape on the floor to mark where rooms might go-- and moved it several times before we were satisfied (I highly recommend that process, as well as the blue painters' tape that pulls up and resticks with ease).

The actual construction began a couple of weeks ago, and now we have real walls! The drywallers will finish up their work next week, and we will begin painting rooms then. We spent an inordinate amount of time wallowing in paint chips this afternoon, before selecting our preferences.

(Related note: The names they have for all the hundreds of various colors. . . it boggles the mind. Who chooses those? And how does one get that gig? With designations such as "Palm Breeze," "Aegean Mist," "Silk Sheets" and "Venetian Pearl," it's evident that those people get around.)