In mid-June, we left The House of Goodwill to go back to the home/house, where we had some tasks that needed to get done (like getting a new roof on the house), and then we packed up and drove to New York, where we spent a few months.
All last year, we had planned to get the house completed, so it would be rental-ready for summer. But, you may remember, though we did manage to get the house ready, the shoreline project was delayed by unforeseen problems (that included design issues and health problems of our contractor's).
The shoreline project - which was begun in April - looks exactly like it did when we left in June. While it's incredibly frustrating, it's been hard to push our contractor, knowing he was dealing with very serious (and unexpected) health problems the last few months. Both my husband and I felt it was better to perhaps err on the side of kindness, not knowing the full extent of his health situation.
Now that we're back, however, it's time to get it done. He's supposed to be returning at the end of the week. I had hoped when we returned at the end of summer I'd finally have a nice shoreline and a sandy beach to sit on. Well, it is what it is.
Miraculously, we actually rented the house on three different weekends this summer, despite the fact that there is currently no access to the waterfront.
Two of our renter groups were friends and family of people who live on the lake. They were coming to visit, and needed a place to stay, but could access the water through who they were visiting. The other guest family needed a place to stay for a 60-year anniversary party they were in town for. (Wow!)
So The House of Goodwill managed to have it's first guests after all!
As for my family, after returning from New York, we wondered what it would be like returning to the house for the first time after other people had stayed here. "I wonder if it will still feel like our house?" my husband asked. I wondered too.
Well, it was weird coming in for the first time. The house was so clean. But all of our stuff - the "stuff" that makes a house feel like your own - was still boxed up in the owner's closet. It was like a sterilized, sanitized version of our house. Well, we did buy the house knowing we'd be renting it.
I spent the first two hours pulling our things out of the owner's closet, making the beds, and (most importantly) setting up the fireplace mantle, so the house would feel like home again.
I've been reunited with my beautiful fireplace mantle, maybe my favorite part of the house!
While out thrifting last year, when I'd see inexpensive, seasonal things I could use on my fireplace mantle, I bought them. I unpacked part of my "fall" box yesterday and set it up.
All the orange flowers came from my son; when I got home from Wisconsin (he had stayed home), he surprised me by cleaning the whole house and buying me flowers.