I wrote 57 posts about our home reno, but I don’t think I mentioned our basement once. Well, maybe once, but that’s it. I haven’t written about it because it is completely embarrassing. I am ashamed of the state of our basement. ASHAMED. Boxes, junk, stuff, more stuff, new stuff, old stuff. STUFF. Gah. Perhaps if I write about it here I will be more accountable.
When you plan a huge reno like we did, you go in with guns blazing and long lists of Things I Would Like To Have In Our New House. Our list included things like a fireplace, a huge overhaul of the exterior finishing, a main floor laundry etc., but there comes a point where your budget and your dreams don’t exactly mesh. A finished basement was one of the things that was struck off that list. BUT. The basement did get expanded (we decided the addition off the back of our house should have a basement underneath it) and we had them drywall, and build a wall to separate the laundry and work area. So that’s something, right? But it’s a G.D. disaster down there and I honestly haven’t known where to begin.
Oh sure, we’ve been picking away at it here and there – emptying boxes and organizing things – and it’s been incredibly overwhelming. Call it post-reno burnout. But last night Mark and I decided to take a stab at it. So here we are, phase one:
More to come soon. Wish me luck.
