We are week one into our home construction that we are planning to live through. This post may be jumbled and long which I’m hoping the construction itself is not. Truth be told, I’m shocked this is even beginning but it is. My plan is to document as much of it as I can to someday look back on everything and convince myself it was worth it.

Let’s start with the tree. On Friday, our 80 foot pine tree was removed from the backyard. We evacuated the house until it was completely gone because in the so eloquent Irish dialect of our first tree guy “if that thing falls the entire house goes “poof”, needless to say he wasn’t hired for the job. In any event my children were overwhelmed by the prospect of a Christmas tree being removed right in front of their very eyes so we packed up the car (you’ll  learn that every trip I go on whether it be 3 miles or 3k miles I pack as though we are going to get stranded in the desert) and headed for Dunkin Donuts and some back to school shopping with Nana. Around noon time we got the clearance to head back home and the very stern lecture from papa to NOT go near the logs on the front lawn. He actually said, “don’t even look at them” to which Emma responded “that’s going to be really hard” and she was granted ability to look just not touch.

Needless to say we survived the tree removal, and have even began to live through the first week of construction with relative ease, with a side note of fever, heat wave conditions, a new version of a kitchen (more on that to come), a smoke filled home due to the new version of kitchen, and overall busy life.