I'm sad to say we have left the building... that is, Richmond. A little harder than I thought it would be to part from the home where Drew and I endured law school together, brought our first child into the world, and lived in longer than any other residence since we've been married.

This will be a quick post, as we are living out of a suitcase in a hotel and trying desperately to get all our renovations done. I'm realizing this was an impossible task from the very beginning and that we must have been heavily drugged to think we could :

1. install new kitchen cabinets
2. recarpet our house
3. tile the kitchen and 4 bathrooms
4. paint every wall in the house, including trim and doors
5. install all new hardware, door knobs, faucets, and light fixtures
6. buff and seal the hardwood on the main floor
7. put in new vanities/ countertops in kitchen and bathrooms
8. scrape the popcorn finish off the ceilings and sand, paint them
9. and dig a 10 foot hole for a recreational pool in the backyard

.... all in 9 days. OK, we may have been shooting for the moon with number 9, but seriously, how hard can this all be? For all those times I watched "Flip This House" and scoffed at the unsuspecting homeowners for setting a budget unrealistically low and vowing to complete everything in 4 weeks,

I now say, "Please forgive me. For I knew not what I said."