It’s 10:49pm, the night before the first hammer swing. Images flash before my eyes in anticipation. Like how bad would it feel if I hit my finger? What if I swing a board around and hit my family member up side the head? Omg what if I screw up the cuts and run out of lumber? I’m not very good at remembering numbers.
Let’s look at the facts:
- You won’t find calluses on these hands (I’m not lazy, I just work in an office 👗)
- I write everything down and make it a rule not to do math in my head (self imposed quality check)
- I have to go shopping for clothes I can wear during the build (It’s true, I good at purging so now I don’t have any lol)
- My last “fix it” project ended with a lopsided hanging mirror (which is still hanging by the way!)
That’s not a lot going for me. Sure things will go wrong but I have lots of experience living in the unknown and learning how to do things I never knew before. And I have good people around me helping me every step of the way! I have no fear because scrapes, bumps, and surprises bring memories and pride in the end.
Check out this little pile of lumber that’s going to transform into my very own tiny house!
Leave a comment with advice. I’m all ears!