Plans are coming together

I finished measuring all the rooms yesterday while Bob tore down some grapevine that was covering much of the brick on the east of the house. He hadn't planned to do it, so he was wearing church clothes and wielding an old scythe he found in the barn. I suggested that because we are not Amish and it's not 1882, we come back another day with a tool that uses electricity or gas to get the job done. I'm grateful he hacked away at the foliage though, because it's getting to look like a jungle (Grandma's words to Brenda a few years ago, apparently).

In the afternoon we sat down with Maggie and Dick and got some great ideas for making the house work well for us. Duane had already been through with some excellent ideas from his experience renovating his houses. All the possibilities had seemed so overwhelming, but now it feels like we have enough direction to move forward.

Direction is now in place, but enough cash is not. We still need to sell that house on the other side of the state!