On Freaking Out

Noah and I first met and started dating during the Winter of 2006.

Because it was football season, Noah had been growing his beard out to help the Chargers (I imagine that only makes sense to other die hard fans who believe that actions they take in their own personal lives actually affect the playing abilities of the teams they love). In January, the Chargers, despite Noah’s impressive amount of facial hair, lost their second game in the playoffs. It was a hard blow and Noah immediately shaved off the beard he had been sporting for over three months.

I happened to be there for that game and for the subsequent shearing (there have been eight more repeats of this ritual since then). When Noah came back downstairs after undergoing this rather drastic change I was immediately ambivalent, to put it kindly. To put it less kindly, my attraction to him plummeted and I thought I had made a huge mistake.

At least, I felt that way for a couple hours until I realized I was an idiot and he was still quite handsome and now we’re married with four kids and living in a bus. I told him about how I nearly broke up with him when he shaved a long time ago and it still stands in my mind as a testament to my huge aversion to change.

I was reminded of it yet again this week as the dry wall installation has been begun (and nearly completed!) in the house. After months of seeing the house as a skeleton of bare, see-through framing, having it suddenly closed in was very alarming for me. It just looked so… different.


Living/Dining Room

I was afraid, yet again, that we had made a big mistake. The rooms seemed too small, the doorways seemed too high or too low, the upstairs hallway seemed too long. Everything was just all wrong!


Upstairs Hallway

However, because I know that I have this tendency to immediately hate all things new and different (even if they’re actually BETTER), instead of telling our contractors to start knocking down walls and redo everything (ahahahahaha), I gave myself a couple days of walking around in the spaces and going in and out of rooms and trying to imagine them with furniture and paint and all the good stuff.



The kids’ rooms are small (each is about 11×10′), there’s no getting around that, but Noah reminded me that we planned it that way on purpose to make more common living space, because we want the kids out and about in the house rather than holed up in their rooms. We could have turned the upstairs Reading Nook into more bedroom space, but we wanted a place to sit around and read bedtime stories in the evening.



And if, for whatever reason, we decide that things aren’t quite working for us, we left ourselves a lot of options to change  or expand if we choose to.

For example: the three small bedrooms are all in a row on one side of the house, so we could knock down the walls of the middle one and just have two larger rooms. We also had the footings of the garage dug as deep as the rest of the house in case we decide to build out over it as well. We also have a closet in the downstairs library/office/homeschool room, with a bathroom right next to it with additional pipes put into the foundation to add a shower if we want, so we could eventually turn that into a bedroom. So, there are options for the future if we decide to utilize them.

Regardless, I realized that we are going to be just fine. Maybe we’ll even be MORE than fine. Maybe we can actually marry this handsome house!

Or, you know, just live in it for a long time. Whatever.

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15 thoughts on “On Freaking Out

  1. American rooms are much bigger than UK ones. Over here 12×11 would be a standard/ large room for a child.
    In our new house in fact, my 5 children share two 12×12 rooms. I’m a great believer in bedrooms being for sleeping in though, and the big 3, aged almost 10 to almost 7 have their own study/sitting room/computer room off the main sitting room, which in turn has a play corner, separated off by a book case room divider, for the twin 3 year olds to play in (or more to the point, for me to throw their toys into!)
    Your house is looking fabulous!

  2. You are crazy, your house is huge! Just wait until you start putting all your furniture in and realizing just how much space you have.

    On an odd side note. I totally had a dream the other night that you were freaking out and last minute made the contractor change a bunch of stuff… Like moving walls and what not.

  3. Amen and amen to disliking change! It takes me a bit to get used to Plan B, even when it is better than Plan A, so I totally identify! And mine never involve big things like walls in a new house, so I can’t imagine that aspect.

  4. Looking good! Love seeing the walls covered.

    I’ve heard over and over from friends who have had houses built that the entire house changes with the addition of dry wall. It’s such a big change, isn’t it? An exciting one though!

    And what good planning to arrange the house in such a way as to allow for changes in the future. It’s so hard to know what you’ll need when the kids are teenagers.

  5. Where did you end up putting the laundry room? We just (hopefully) sold our home and are renting for a while before we retire to The Little House on the High Prairie, and the rental bedrooms are upstairs, with no broom/utility closet, and the laundry is downstairs, so I’ve been wondering how yours is working out!

    1. We put it downstairs because I wanted the option to line dry the clothes more easily. We originally had a chute planned, but it wound up getting cut due to expensive fire safety regulations, so we will see how it actually works out!

  6. I suppose a chute could act as a “chimney” and draw fire up? We did have an old Victorian house once (it was so cool) that had one. The kids, of course, loved it!

    Did you put any space for vacuum/brooms, etc. upstairs? I had to put the vacuum in the master closet (which is big, but I still think it’s a weird spot for a vacuum), and there’s no linen closet, either, so I had to get a wire rack to put towels and stuff on – out in the hall! So strange!

  7. I know – I wish I’d think of these kinds of things before I notice that I don’t like the way something is. But, don’t worry, you have got one handy husband and you can be foreman!

      1. Well, rats – I was so sure that you’d gotten all moved in for Christmas. Here’s hoping both the move and the computer are up to speed sooooon! And Happy New Year, of course.

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