Hit a sour note with Faith this morning. I’m not the best of administrators and handling the renovation of our new place on top of doing some freelance photography is tying me up in knots.
Renovation costs are a tricky thing. They present themselves so clearly in the initial stages then somehow inflate to previously unimaginable proportions. It is not the fault of the contractor or the designer. Well, not entirely anyway. When good ideas present themselves I am too eager to give the ok. The final plan is quite different from the original we had set out to do. Fickle man that I am.
I just want to build the best home possible, deserving of the girl I love.