I’ve been a homeowner for almost 9 years (I bought it very cheaply when I was 21). The house needed LOTS of work (and still could use quite a bit… but no comparison to 9 years ago!). It’s taken a long time, but it’s really becoming a home that I’m quite proud of.

There have been certain moments in my history of homeownership when the pride of being a homeowner has shown through. Whether it was painting my son’s room the bright green he wanted so bad (after spackling, sanding and a couple layers of primer) on my own for 2 consecutive weekends, or finally getting end tables and lamps for the living room, there have been certain moments where I felt like “at this very moment, my house feels like a home”.

So right now, after 2 full weekends of painting, packing, moving things and throwing things away, I am sitting on the lovely couch my fiance moved over yesterday and watching TV on the TV stand my son and I put together last night. At this moment, I feel like this room is on the verge of being “complete” (of course, not really complete until Fireside moves in!). It makes me wonder if any of you have had this sense of “completing” your home.

What was it? A marriage? A baby? A new couch? Hanging pictures on the wall? Painting a room? Installing a ceiling fan? Re-tiling a fireplace? What made your room/home feel complete?

Topics: home improvement, furniture, household, homes, family, marriage, emotions