By Clay Barbour
There is a point in everyone’s life when they become their parents. For some, it’s a simple glimpse in the mirror or a well-worn line delivered without irony. “If you’re bored, go rake the yard.”
That moment came for me this year when my wife and I decided that, instead of buying individual Christmas gifts for each other, we would splurge on new silverware and dinner sets. And we were excited to do it, too. Which is nice, but also kind of sad. I came home from Williams Sonoma, put on a pair of black socks and sandals, walked outside and started yelling at kids on my lawn.
Of course, when you get down to it, the most “adult” thing you can do is buy a home. It’s likely the biggest investment that you’ll ever make and the biggest risk you’ll ever take. Even in the best of times, it’s a gamble.
But there’s a reason that TV is filled with shows of people buying and fixing-up houses. There’s something special about transforming four walls and a roof into your own little corner of the world.
For the first time in your life, you’ll use terms like shiplap and wainscoting and recessed lighting. You’ll also use a few four-letter words when you deal with the bills, delays and inconvenience. But it’s like a baby. Afterward, you don’t remember the pain; only the joy.
So, as you enjoy this issue, in which we introduce you to experts, artisans and architects, consider your home. Maybe their stories will inspire you to reimagine your slice of heaven.
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