Content by Mitch Osborne
Last month, we closed on our house in Syracuse and what an adventure it has been! The house is “elderly”, as we like to call it, and needs some serious re-vamping. We have prepared ourselves for the dust and noise that the next few months will bring, and are already to see the finished product. The thing is, we’re not so much the DIY type. What were we thinking? Truly, the only thing I feel competent to do is research New York energy rates and hang a few pictures. Yet, somehow, here we are tearing down walls, ripping out posts and beams, installing farmhouse sinks, and re-finishing 100-year-old oak floors. We decided to stay living in the house instead of renting while the renovation took place. I doubt our decision daily as I step over nail guns and extension cords to fix my morning coffee. I tell myself this will all be worth it. Ya know, when I sit in my all-white bead board kitchen, staring at my shiny white subway tile backsplash and quiet stainless steel dishwasher, drinking my five o’clock wine from a rustic wood barstool. I’ll be sure to invite you over.