Fifteen years of sweat-equity has come to an end for now; projects that lasted for months and weeks that I was damn glad to have five days to recover before throwing myself into it again. Half the mileage on my truck has to be to and from Home Depot to pickup materials for a new fence, a new roof, a new kitchen, a new porch, a new patio, new paths and several hundred other smaller projects.
In all areas of my life I’m driven by a need to make things better through constant, steady progress. Moving forward and making things better makes me happy. While each project has its own timeline, I have only a point on the horizon that I keep moving toward. As Frosty Westering says, it’s the journey and not the destination. And if it is all about the journey – and I believe it is – then it’s not much of a journey if you don’t keep going.
So, my initial reaction to not having ownership of my space – and therefore not being free to physically improve my home and make it mine – was that I would find my own place sooner than later and get busy making it mine! Now, I’m starting to wonder… I’ve spent 15 years focusing on the four walls and the roof that I sleep under, now maybe its time that I take ownership of and improve the home on the inside… the one that shelters, nourishes and warms my heart, soul and spirit. To open them up to the world again and see how moving forward on a different level improves my home life and makes things better.