The House - a cautionary tale

This will probably take more than one entry, but I've been getting questions about the house project, so I thought I'd just wade in and begin at the beginning.

The dream started many years ago, when we discovered that the rodents had free access and were outnumbering us at least 40 to one, but the reality began just over three years ago. Interest rates were (relatively) low, and one day my husband said "Now's the time to do it if we're ever going to do it."

So we began to look at house plans in earnest. Now, my husband has some very definite ideas about what he wants in a house, and so do I, for that matter. By husbandly decree, there would be only one roof line - no gables, no strangely elevated roof sections, no bump outs. This one level decree also is made for the interior - no split level, no sunken living room, no extraneous stairs of any kind. This creates a minor problem... there are no such house plans in existence.

So, we literally go back to the drawing board. Smith buys a CAD program for his computer and commences to draw a plan. Of course, it's a strange program where the scale doesn't seem to fit, and you can't get the walls to stay in place, but he comes up with a plan. The problem is, I hate it. So one evening, he's called away, and I take the basic outline of the house, and cut up all the rooms from the plan he's made, and I play paper dolls, moving things around until I come up with a plan I like.

Miracle of miracles, the plan makes a certain amount of logical sense, and the plumbing's doable and we both really like the way it turned out! We have a plan.

Coming soon... making the plan a reality.

Persevere.