And then I had an unprompted rogue thought: If I had been told about all of this in advance, would I have opted for the treatment?
Christopher Hitchens, Mortality
When I think about the house Kevin and I bought that needed to be gutted, I think about the things you do without really knowing the full extent of what you’re getting into, and how, after it’s all said and done would you still do them, knowing all of what you now know.
Is ignorance really bliss?
At least sometimes?
Does it take ignorance, naiveté, a not really knowing what we are getting into to do some things?
The lake cottage was a study in this kind of not knowing. Happily it has a good ending. But there were moments when we didn’t know that and it was scary, it was vulnerable, and it was a huge financial risk. There were raging emotional moments of “what the f*ck have we gotten ourselves into” that were ultimately, and thankfully, always tempered by the strong vision of what we knew the place could be and accompanied by the drive, and yes, the need, to get it there. Tested were our resolve and our partnership and with the risk came the rewards of resilience and a wonderful (and renovated) lake cottage our family has enjoyed for a dozen years.
With no further adieu, I present the story of our lake cottage.