I spent all day today with Sven...trying my utmost best to unload what is left in the grange....wow, I am not as young as I used to be! Back and forth we went, load after load, always with my trusted steed...err...pup in my lap. **Sidenote: Freya for some reason feels the need to always sit in my lap when I am riding Sven (who in case you couldn't tell from the photo, is our orange Husqvarna tractor mower), and I consider myself quite the talented country girl because I can now steer quite adeptly with one hand while holding on to her with the other. And if I don't stop to let her up, she runs right beside me barking, which in turn makes me nervous I might accidentally run her over, so she always gets her way.** I would fill the trailer up, zip out into the field to the donkey shed and unload, and back to the grange.
I was about half way through this all day exercise when I suddenly stopped in the doorway of the atelier room (that's the window/door you see on the left of the grange above). I turned around and just stared. This is what I saw:
And try as I might, couldn't pull the imagery up that I've been using these long, last months to do all the designs, measurements, planning, discussions etc. for that room. I just stood there and looked at the history--look carefully (click on the pic & it enlarges) and you'll see the troughs, the hay bale holders, the tiny fresh air window for the beasts, the mud & straw insulation in the ceiling--and thought to myself 'it is hard to believe that in six months (that's my optimistic guess--currently scheduled at four months) that is going to be the Guest House's spanky new kitchen (with a dish-freakin-washer baby!!) and living room that we will be moving into until the main house is done!!
The potential for now is all in my head....but in 11 days, the reality will begin, and I for one, am so flipping excited I can hardly stand it. I'm trying to get all caught up here on the blog so come September 7th I can start fresh and zesty with documenting the demolition and renovations. In fact, I think the excitement wiped everything from my brain...uh, no, that's just the wonderful exhaustion from a full day of manual labour in the clean, fresh air with the sun shining and my girls keeping me company.