With a tenant securely in “Old School”, we were able to turn our eyes to taking care of what we have affectionately named the “Boarding House.” This house sits right next to ours, and since we moved in three years ago, has been a source of heartache.
Back to my achy heart. It had not been loved in decades.
I would look at it daily and yearn to own it and take care of it. I could see what a beautiful house it once was, and that it could easily be again.
When it came on the market in late summer, it was the last thing we needed- adding another house to take care of to our plate. But in my mind, it was already mine. It needed me to take care of it, to make sure that it was lovingly restored, not torn down, or made to look like some sort of cardboard box.
Inside, it was a bit underwhelming. But there were windows! And cool trim! And old door knobs!
The photo above showed a vacant and relatively clean apartment. The one below shows one of the dirty ones, after we took everything out.
So there was a lot of ugly in this place, but there was also… this staircase.
And there were these floors hiding underneath the layers of carpet and old linoleum
And the basement was full of cool stuff!
So, we took a deep breath and dug in. And just like that, it started to look beautiful again.