In February of 2016, my wife, eight months pregnant with kiddo numero uno, and I moved into our dream home. In hindsight, I’ve learned two things. One, that was terrible timing and two, our definition of ‘dream’ is considerably more hands on than most.
That Fall we invited family, friends and neighbors over before we began the mile long list of improvement projects.
Nearly 300 curious people walked through our front door in those two hours that afternoon. Many of them left feeling compelled to give us words of encouragement. With every good luck comment we slowly began to understand the full scope of our undertaking.