The final inspection was done by a panel chosen from other partner sites.
One of the panel members came early and as I greeted her said ..... This house needs to be on the National Register of Historic Places.
Ahhhh............. be still my beating heart.
You know how I love old houses. The sagging floors, the crumbling plaster, the charm of old hardware and layers of lead paint. Yea ... I know it and I still love it. (That is definitely why I have been certified crazy and have the papers to prove it!)
I do know quite a bit about the house. I know when it was built, who built it and what style it is. I know that is was built with a dynamo in the basement so it had electricity in 1892. I know it has steel-cut nails and hand-hewed joists.
And I know that I love it.
But I am totally amazed that others see it in the same way.
And after this event, it feels pretty good to hear people praise the old girl.
So ... I have a new project.
Yea ..... it never ever ends.