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Giving Up

July 11, 2005 | Category: In My Life



We bought a fixer-upper and rolled up our sleeves with a 5-year plan, money in the bank, and a new baby on my hip.

In the 4.5 years since, we have started and stopped a thousand times, always keeping things as orderly and pretty as we could in the meantime. After all, this isn't just a job site - it's our home.

So even in the darkest days, somehow we managed to keep most things tended: lawn mowed, plants trimmed, paint fresh, pictures hung and squared on the wall, buckets and baskets to hold the piles of things that didn't have any other home.

But to look around now is to see tall weeds in the unmown lawn, grass growing in the cracks of the driveway, scattered mess and piles, and only a token effort made at keeping it all under control.

My doctor asked me to take a long look at what was going on in my life. She says that my heart is strong, and that my spirit is, too. But she says that my blood pressure is telling a frightening story. One that shouts "there are no reserves!"

She compared it to people who live paycheck to paycheck - there is just no "float" for emergencies, so they build up the debts on credit cards in order to get through the unexpected things you can depend will come regularly rampaging through life.

That is what is going on with my health. I am running on minimum tolerances and so with every crisis, every bad day - I borrow from my future in order to find the strength to last the day.

I am, slowly, damaging myself.

I look around this house and know what she says is true. There is no stretch of space in the home where you can rest your eyes. The chaos reaches every corner, and leeches from soul.

I have given up.

I now know that it will be years before I have a kitchen that would hold all my dishes, much less have room for pots and pans. I now know that it will be years before I have a closet that could hold my vacuum cleaner (so it will stay in the corner of my dining room).

All that energy, that hope, that time, I once had to get me from here to there is depleted.

I know this house has great "bones" and gorgeous woodwork, stained glass and a working fireplace. I know that it has brilliant possibilities. That the neighborhood is lovely, that the location can not be beat.

To give up and walk away would be to leave behind so much in dreams and possibilities - not the least to walk away from possible return on investment. To sell it in the state it is in now would be to take a loss.

But my body and soul are screaming out. This life I have is not working, and something must be done to bring serenity back, to refill my reserves.

So I dream of a house with closet space. I dream of a home that doesn't take my husband away from Bear and I in endless work. I dream of going wild with new recipes, and cooking without having to factor in twice the time just to dig through all the nooks and crannies for the right tools. I dream of floors new enough that you can get them clean. I dream of weekend hours spent any way we want, without the crushing reality of desperate projects that need doing before winter comes.

And although I love this place, I do - I dream of someplace else. And sleep with a smile.

Everyone tells me how stupid I would be to walk away from this house.

But I don't know how to stay.


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Oh my - it is so good to hear that we are not alone! 6 years ago this week my husband and I purchased an 80 year old bungalow. about a month after we purchased it we learned that with every rain the basement became a lake - we were never tied into storm sewers. So massive waterproofing, a new roof, new driveway, landscaping, removed aluminum siding and restored to wood, new furnance, water heater. The outside looks great ( but the inside is a DISASTER, we have no storage, making real cleaning impossible. (I, too, have to keep my vaccuum in the dining room)I used to snub the "cookie-cutter" homes, now I understand why people buy them. we've looked at condos that would just require a change of paint and carpet, and would allow us to beautifully display our photos and art prints that we have not been able to hang as we don't have any really "finished" room. I feel like Lisa in Green Acres, that penthouse suite is where I belong!

Posted by: L. Harmon on July 23, 2005 11:25 AM


Sometimes starting over is the clean slate you need and that can be a breath of fresh air that is the beginning of a new time in your life.

Posted by: Jazzy on July 15, 2005 01:19 PM


Okay, E. What would your ideal home be like? Describe it for me (location, layout, look and feel).

Next, tell me the stops that are in the way from you making the move to this "ideal" house?

Let's work through this. E-mail me if you'd like...

Posted by: Eyes for Lies on July 14, 2005 10:50 AM


I am with cursing mama, I wish I had known HOW MUCH WORK it takes to get a house into good shape. Every project takes twice as long as you think it will, and with twice as much stress.

Sometimes you just gotta do what is right for your family and you, no matter the cost.

Posted by: halloweenlover on July 13, 2005 09:41 AM


ouch. you do what you gotta do. It's a tough decision, but don't let GUILT factor into it, OK? You take care 'a you.

Posted by: kalisah on July 12, 2005 03:47 PM


Do what makes you happy. Your health is the most important thing.

Posted by: Melissa on July 12, 2005 12:35 PM


I'm glad to read that your heart is strong; that your spirit is strong is not really news.

And I hear you about the house; there are parts of our old house that look worse now than when we bought it six years ago. There are also parts that look better, but I worry that worse is winning. However, a brand new house will never be in the cards for us unless I get to design it.

If the stress in your life is harming your health, then the sort of large-scale remodel/addition that you've been considering is most likely not the way to go (unless you can move out while the work is being done, but that's pricey). If you already have drawings for a potential remodel (did you ever find a local architect?), they can be used as a selling tool.

Posted by: Kimberly on July 12, 2005 02:47 AM


Oh, just wanted to say, I know how to spell "redocorating" (sorry).

Also, we were in that house for 3 1/2 year - I just decided after about 7 months that I wanted to move.

Posted by: Monica C. on July 11, 2005 06:45 PM


Our first house was similar to your house - we fell in love with it at first sight. At the time, I was certain that, "I did not want a new house," rejecting the cookie cutter homes that are so prevalent in suburban Texas, where we live.

Oh, I bought magazines and redocrating software and thought of color schemes, and oh, how much fun this was going to be - and then we realized it was going to cost us about $25,000 to get the kitchen the way we wanted it. I became paralyzed and didn't put so much as a framed photo up after that.

Then things started to break. And after about 7 months in that house, I realized, "I want a new house" - and so we did. To this day, my mom thinks I'm crazy - the old house had "charm" and "more hardwood" - but this house was brand new, has a nice carpeted gameroom for my accident-prone children, a media room for my husband and granite countertops for me.

Life is too short - sell that house and get thee to somewhere that soothes your soul!

Posted by: Monica C. on July 11, 2005 06:43 PM


It is REALLY stressful to renovate a house. It just depends on how much you can live with, without constantly wishing it were better. good luck.

Posted by: Mollie on July 11, 2005 06:01 PM


Can you accept your house as it is? Not thinking about what you would do it if you had the time/energy? Not worrying about the weeds taking over? Pretending that you've painted the worst bits pink and applied a "somebody else's problem" field to them?

It's possible to live like that and be happy. We've lived for at least a year with a gaping hole in the bathroom ceiling where the condensation pipe from the heater froze and backed up into the house. And we just decided to spend the money and get a storage unit for the stuff that is crammed into every corner of the house. But if you can't do it, then find a house that doesn't shout to-do lists in your ear 24/7.

Posted by: Elizabeth on July 11, 2005 03:38 PM


Home renovation is so stressful, and there are lots more important things than money.

I think people have different tolerances for chaos. My husband isn't at all bothered by messes and broken things. He fixes them methodically, one by one, but it never really gets to him. I, on the other hand, go crazy. I just can't live in an environment where things don't work. It's especially difficult if you spend 90 percent of your time in that environment. You can't ever get a break from it.

I find it hard to believe that you'd really be selling your current house at a loss. Real estate has appreciated so much in the past five years. And the study no longer has red stripes, right?

Posted by: notdonnareed on July 11, 2005 03:26 PM


I wish that when we bought our first house (a fixer-upper also) someone would've told us REALLY how much work it is to maintain a house and how much extra work it is to fix it up. I loved that house, but it was a totally draining experience, and we finished up just in time to sell it - so it was only somewhat rewarding.
We sold it and built a new house, one that still has to be maintained, one that still has little projects; but it does have new floors and big closets and room for dishes and none of the projects flash "undone" like a neon sign, it is one of the best things we ever did.

Posted by: CursingMama on July 11, 2005 03:13 PM