When my birthday rolled around last month, it marked the two year anniversary of me and Blue Eyes being the proud owners of a little peace of heaven on earth, better known as our beach property.
Shortly after returning home from Europe we took a drive over to the property to see how things are progressing. I am learning patience through this process, a lot of patience. Here is a little photo journal of how things have progressed.
It then took months and months for the permit process to be finalized. After that, it took more months for the construction financing to be complete. They FINALLY broke ground September, 2015, 14 months after staking it, and 16 months after we signed the papers.
The open spots were filled with concrete and concrete pillars were poured. We were house bound for a few weeks for Blue Eyes’ surgery recuperation and therefore could not get to the beach property. By the time we were able to drive back out, the sub floor had been poured.
Framing and roofing went on for a couple months.
While we were in Europe, a friend of Blue Eyes went out to the property with his drone camera and took some wonderful photos.
So this brings me to our most recent visit to the beach property. Some of the work has stalled out a bit as the windows are taking forever. They are all custom, and being shipped from Belgium, apparently? In the meantime, the guys are working on decks and fences and starting to run electrical wiring. We know once the windows are here and in, things will move along quickly. The contractor is estimating October for completion. I won’t hold my breath. It would be nice to be there for Thanksgiving.
The house will be contemporary. Due to all the building restrictions, it needing to be 5′ off the ground and no higher than 17′, etc… the house is all one level. Except… there will be a room above the single car garage. Heretofore, that room was called the loft. We had thought we would use it as storage and then maybe some day furnish it with a couple extra beds if we needed more sleeping space. We had no idea how tall the ceilings would be until the garage was actually built. Nothing turns out exactly as the architect draws it. We thought the mechanicals would be in that room, you know, the water heaters and whatever runs the heated concrete floors. We thought we would access the room by a wooden ladder from the laundry room. Not my idea of easily accessible.
Well… I could hardly contain my excitement when we visited the house last and they had completely framed in the room. Not only do the mechanicals have their own room, but there are real stairs going up to the loft, and two big windows, one that opens. The ceilings are well over 7′ high. The architect suggested we use the room for something special… maybe a meditation room for Blue Eyes. I thought that would be really wonderful.
Blue Eyes, however, had a different idea. He looked at me with those loving eyes, the ones I have looked into for more than three decades, and said, “this room will be your painting studio.” I hadn’t even thought of that. A sort of happy warmth coursed through me as I thought about what an amazing painting studio this room would be. All for me. I don’t have a painting studio at our house. Even though our city home is decent size, each room has it’s purpose and the oil paints, well, they are smelly. I could paint in my home office, but this is also where the dog kennels are. It’s not healthy for my fur babies to be inhaling paint fumes all night. I tried using our master bedroom for painting and moving the paintings out of our room when we sleep, but now parts of the carpet and all my decorative upholstered bed pillows have green paint on them. How the heck did I do that?
I think Blue Eyes is now worried I will never want to leave the beach house. He may be right. I can’t wait to spend time in my little corner of the world.