I'll be shouting from the rooftops.....

.....if there still is a rooftop to shout from when my husband is all done with renovations, that is.

For what seems like an eternity (really, about 8 months), my husband has been renovating two of our downstairs bedrooms in the house. While I'm glad he has the knowledge to do the work (he used to work construction in college), his time to work on it is severely limited, so it is taking a long time to complete it. He's saving us a lot of money by doing it himself, so I try to look on the bright side when I find myself ready to scream bloody murder because it's taking so darn long.

But I think we're finally entering the final stretch. He's doing wiring today, plus adding an attic access door. Currently, if we want to access the lower attic, we have to climb through a ridiculous hole in our master bathroom on the second floor. Whoever designed that lovely hole was, I'm sorry to be so blunt in saying, an idiot. It has made accessing the attic very difficult.

Once he finishes up the attic door and the wiring, we can put the drywall back up and get at least one room done. We're hoping to have it done before Christmas. It'll be a nice present if it is done by then!