Five years ago, on a road trip from the Midwest to California, Jacob and I decided that we would build our home in rural Illinois. We wanted to be close to family (and farm eggs, and peacock feathers, and unleashed dogs, and Jacob’s mom’s homemade wine…)
We wanted to live in the Midwest, but we disliked the weather. There are just too many things you can’t do while Nature gets frigid and all decked up in her ever-falling snowy dress. So Jacob and I began to dream about a small home, which we would build inside a greenhouse-like structure. Then things went complicated between him and I. We separated; divorced; our dream green-home melted with the Midwestern snow…
…some time after we separated, Jacob bought a building that used to be a grocery store about 100 years ago, a sign shop a few years after that, an electrical shop several years later, and then a family home for about two decades. This coming December, the two story structure, which might be the second (maybe third) biggest edifice in town, will become our permanent home. The place needs work, and we are in absolute restoration-lust with every aspect of what the process implies.
I can’t wait to show you everything, my Wicked Luvs: the interesting tools and antiques left behind by several generations of previous owners, the things Jacob has designed and rebuilt, the glider/rocking chair he got for his Wicked Witch Writer, the yard (where he marked spots for the raised garden, compost tumbler, and fire pit he is building for moi…
…and the biggest news I wish to share, today, is that Jacob and I plan to upcycle everything we can during the restoring and re-furnishing of our home. We’re excited and then some, for we are both good with our hands and brains (we are very modest, too *grin*), and can’t wait to put our combined skills to work. Seriously though, my Wicked Luvs, as individuals, Jacob and I have always done well. And when we come together, we can build worlds.