My apartment is a construction site

I’m homeless… I moved out from my mom’s old apartment yesterday. Who knows when I’ll be able to move back in… Maybe May?

My brother Tom flew into town last week for a couple days to move the big pieces of furniture. Whew! I couldn’t have done it without him. We packed everything up and put it into three different storage places.

1. My neighbor and general remodel manager John built a temporary storage shelter in the front hall. Almost all of my mom’s sculpture and paintings are hidden behind it.

We put the smaller pieces and 30-40 boxes of books and a bicycle into a large room in the warehouse space downstairs. The owner says I can use it free for a few months. How lucky is that?!

For the big pieces, Andrea, the main project boss, built a small room on the terrace. It’s got plastic sheeting outside and plywood sheeting underneath. It’s very cool and makes me want a greenhouse/conservatory out there after the remodel is done.

Scaffolding has gone up outside and it’s got a small crane.

The rooms are empty and the bathroom no longer exists. It’s just an alley to outside…

I’m a bit daunted but it all feels like the Right Thing. My goals for 2019 are (1) to design a space I love to be in and (2) figure out how to pay for it all. I’m staying at a friend’s place for a couple weeks while I visit stores for appliances, flooring, stonework, windows, lighting, bathtubs…you name it!