Construction Zone

22 months of building- restructuring a new life. Creaky floorboards, shaky walls and a leaky roof that pretty much sums it up. No license or contractor school to prepare you, here’s your hammer your on your own. Mistakes are made, depending too much on others, expecting that I’ll be in control. Construction- doesn’t work that way people don’t show, plans change, life in a flux (darn sub- contractors) this house will never be finished! I never wanted to build a house. heck, I barely got through a kitchen/bath remodel. Who knew at 73 that I would be,”Head over heels.” living in a construction zone with no completion date. I’m learning a lot maybe I’ll be a licensed project manager and wear one of those leather tool holders? Life is such a box of chocolates you never know what you are going to get. (Forest Gump) Just have to keep building – added a new tool ” Tai Chi” hoping to make stronger walls.

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Author: plantgirl42

I lost my best friend in October 2017 at 67 retirement for a year and half. We were married for 41 years together for 44. I very active walk, swim, volunteer for 2 organizations. I have 2 adult children and a a 14 dog a lab. On most days I'm ok but others my grief takes over. Being a widow is lonely and much harder than I ever imagined. I hope that my blog will help others that have been left behind.

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