My husband's a pastor in a tiny town. We live in the parsonage next door. The 100 year old, three bedroom, one bathroom house that I really quite adore. This is all old news...the NEW news is that our church recently voted to add an addition onto the parsonage. A quite large addition, like double-the-parsonage-size type addition.
They will be tearing off the back of the house, which consists of the mud room, little tiny garage, and attic/storage room above it.
They will be adding a 24'x 24' two-story addition. New kitchen, dining, mudroom, and bathroom downstairs and upstairs there will be two new bedrooms, one huge master and one smaller bedroom. Then it will be new windows and siding throughout.
It's going to be a process. A likely long process. Our tiny church never ceases to amaze us, we are humbled and excited.
|The section with the red door is what will be torn off and where the new addition will be.|
|Ok, lets keep it real. This is at the top of the stairs, that is the tiny door to the attic/storage room. This is where I have been the last few weeks.|
|This is the attic mostly emptied out. I know. It was completely full, like "how do I even get in here" type full.|
In order to tear off the back of the house, it required me emptying the attic, which is the room I like to call "I have no idea what to do with the item so I'll just open the door, toss it in and worry about it later." I've done that for close to 6 years now. Let's just say it's taken me weeks and hours of my life to sort through our stuff.
Ridiculous amount of stuff, most of which is sitting in my garage waiting for tiny-town city wide garage sale tomorrow!
It's got me thinking a lot about "stuff" and why we had so much. I never want that much stuff again. I want less stuff in our bigger house, because the stuff is a waste of time and energy for me. It's a new way of thinking, and I'd love to write more about it as soon as this garage sale is over! :)