blueprints to my heart

house1.jpgCan you believe that I have been discussing The Little Barn for over two months now, and I have yet to show you the blueprints? I’ve shown you guys our lot, our design ideas, our windows, our exterior materials, our appliances, and more recently, our spare bedroom inspiration, but nothing on our finished plans! #Whoops #ItSlippedMyMind

What began as my husband and I drawing up our visions of a home that suited our current needs, and hopefully those going into the near future as well, then turned into our contractor modifying the design ever so slightly on his computer, to finally, an architect adding his part with professionally drawn blueprints. While the scanned pictures that you will see today pale in comparison to our own stunning copies, I hope that it will do the trick in giving you further insight into the making of our new home. 

house2house3house1I’ve stared at these prints so many times that they no longer seem surreal. Yet, I will never forget the first time that they were physically handed to us. We were standing in our contractor’s driveway, in 30°C weather, and using his scalding black SUV as a tabletop. I couldn’t have been more thrilled about seeing our future home from so many different angles, and with such precise measurements and detail. It could have been the heatstroke, but I swear that up until that point, nothing had made me more happy in our real estate trials thus far than these long white sheets of paper with scribbles all over them. (Literally scribbles. Our contractor proceeded to scribble all over them.)

Oh, house building. How we thrive on such small successes.

<3

Emory

2 Comments

  1. She’s a charming little beauty. You are most certainly enjoying the process. Treasure it.

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  2. G

     /  08/22/2014

    Sitting here waiting in traffic and reanalyzing our blueprints. They just seem to look better and better to me!! I cannot wait!!!

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  • Hello, friends. My name is Emory. I live on the Canadian prairies with my husband, daughter, and animals. Welcome!
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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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