My poor hubby.  He just didn’t know what he was getting himself into when he married me.  I come from a family of DIY’ers.  I have family and friends that are in construction, so there was always a barter system going on while I grew up.  Everybody helped each other out, with the expectation that it would come back to them and that the fridge would be full of beer and Mom would feed them well.  The expectations were always met. 😉

We have been renovating most of my life, so it is just a part of life, like the changing of the seasons.  When we moved into the old farmhouse when I was three, it needed a lot of work.  I remember pictures of the white paint peeling off the house and the interior tore up from the many different renovations.  Mom and Dad did a great job in updating the old place, but then we lost it in foreclosure when I was twelve. 

They bought another old farmhouse (only smaller), and started again.  They could only do so much at a time, though.  When I was in high school I wanted to get rid of the red shag icky carpet in my bedroom, so I bought new carpet for my room from money I earned.    That was a happy day, let me tell ya!  I also put up new wallpaper, on the “wall” between my sister and I’s bedroom.  It wasn’t so much a wall as it was a few pieces of paneling thrown up on some studs.  I was just trying to make my little space as homey as possible!

They put on an addition while I was in college and living at home, so we all pitched in and put on a new roof, as well.  Hanging off the chimney with a rope like a monkey didn’t faze me at all.  Now, well, I do believe it would be another story being old and decrepid, and all. 😉

One update I loved, was when they took old weathered boards from my Grandma and Grandpa’s falling down barn and used them for a wall.  The farm has been sold since Grandma died, but they still have a piece of where my Dad grew up.

When Brian and I bought our first house, it was a brand new townhouse.  We signed on the building contract about a month before we got married.  We love stress, so it was just a natural thing to do. 😉 When we got the keys we took a week of vacation and painted our great room and three or four other rooms.  Brian thought that we were DONE.  Silly man!

During our five years of owning it, we put in ceramic tile, a wood floor and I painted and repainted just about every room in it.  When we went to sell it our realtor told us we didn’t have to do anything to stage it.  Too bad we did TOO MUCH to it and were priced over what the market wanted to pay.   And this was when the housing market was GOOD!  I’m not bitter at all about having two mortgage payments for six months.  Not at all!

Now this house.  We have now taken off all of the 20+ year old nasty, dirty, annoying, ugly and bothersome wallpaper.  Can you see me doing the happy dance??  Oh wait, I just remember the pantry has wallpaper in it…GAH!  That will be another day…

I hardly ever use painter’s tape anymore, since I’ve gotten to be a pro at edging.  We also put up a chair rail in Kai’s room and now the moulding in the kitchen.  He has replaced lots of lights, too.  A requirement of each home improvement project has been a new tool, and men like to collect tools, so that keeps Brian happy.   It is slowly reflecting our personalities and what we like.  We plan on living in this house for a long time, so we are putting effort into making it beautiful to us.

There is just something about doing it yourself that gives you such a sense of satisfaction.  I know not everyone wants to do it, for obvious reasons.  It’s a lot of work!  It makes updating your house so much more affordable, though.  I hope our kids learn how to DIY, too, because it is a great skill to have.  It’s wonderful to be able to sit back and say, “I did that”.  🙂

Moulding is much more difficult than you would think.  It requires MATH!  Those corners are hard!

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Gratuitous kid shot since I didn’t have time to photograph anything I wanted to for DIY.  Of course, I did DIY this, too. 😉

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What did you DIY?