99 Bottles of Wine
’til I’m Done

Woman, circa 1978, in desperate need of a project. I did it. I bought a 1899-1901 historic house here in Spokane, Wash. I wasn’t necessarily looking for this house; I think it found me. I also think my realtor is rightfully rolling her eyes at that sentiment. After all, we’ve seen approximately 7 billion houses… Read more

It’s frigid in the Old Lady this morning. The snow is falling outside, and it’s beautiful. But I’m inside, huddled around a space heater, waiting for the delivery of my plumbing fixtures sometime between 7am-10am. (*eyeroll*) It’s quiet and still, other than the white noise of the space heater; a perfect time for reflection. She’s… Read more

Stripping paint can be meditative. It doesn’t require a whole lot of active brainpower, so my mind is free to wander while my hands are busy with the repetitive motions of heat, scrape…heat, scrape…heat, scrape. Usually the house is quiet. Sometimes I pop in AirPods and listen to podcasts or music (it’s really the only… Read more

Wow, guys. It’s been a minute. Or a couple of months. It’s not that things aren’t happening at the Old Lady; it’s just that the things are kinda boring. Things like plumbing. Electrical. Not HVAC, cuz those people won’t show up. All very necessary, just not super-compelling. But she’s coming along. I can see how… Read more

This one’s for you, Megan. 🙂 I was gently reminded that I haven’t done a great job of giving an overview of how much the house had already changed. I’ve shown bits and pieces, but not large, full house pictures. So thanks, Meg, for the reminder that while I see all that has to be… Read more

Of all the things I thought would delay this renovation, a global pandemic and subsequent quarantine was not on my radar. Yet, here we are. First and foremost, the health and safety of our community will always and forever take priority over things like home renovations, though my heart goes out to those that have… Read more