After eight weeks, at last, my apartment renovation is signed, sealed & delivered. What started out as a fairly simply cosmetic redo in the living room turned into new hardwood floors throughout the unit, an extended bathroom and—god bless my contractor, Angelo—so many extras to make this joint feel like new.
After enduring this five times over the past 12 years, I must say, this is the first time I’ve blown open champagne to share with my contractor and his son Mike… because it was such a positive experience.
And yes, of course I teared all up while thanking them for so much pristine work as I bid farewell. It’s hard to even imagine mornings without the two of them knocking on door and preparing A’s coffee with milk and 3 sugars…
And now… so many possibilities: sleeping in a bed, opening cabinet drawers, accessing food in kitchen cabinets and best of all, wearing different clothes each day. For the past two months, I’ve pretty much donned a uniform of black jeans and a black sweater (yes, clean undies and undershirt). And now… access to my entire winter wardrobe. Oh, the wonder of it all!
Of course, now comes the grand clean-up and oh what a mess it is. Layers and layers of dust, sawdust, sanding dust, dust dust… One room at a time. Good thing I foster great satisfaction with a rag in my hand. Happy holidays, indeed!