All the small things

I have the handiest hubby I know. Seriously, there is almost nothing that guy can't do around the house. Almost every wish of mine is his command. Seriously. No idea is too big...except for the little ideas.

Now, it isn't necessarily all his fault, as the little things are usually easy enough for me to do too. Somehow it's always been hard for us to finish the little details of a big project.

Jeff finished our basement himself. He did the plumbing, electrical, hung the dry wall, carpentry, painted, you name it. The only things we hired out were the taping/mudding/sanding and the carpet installation. He got it done in what seemed like record time (5 months - mostly weekends) and we spend tons of time down there. The kids toys are down there, my craft room, the guest room, the excercise equipment, the kids DVDs, etc. However, two years later, there is one little project not completed. The staircase.

Parts of the staircase had been primed, parts painted, parts left bare, and even parts left unfinished. This was just one of those bitty details in comparison to the huge scope of the basement project. And, who wants to sit and paint a staircase for hours on end? So, for two years it sat undone. We had guests come and go, but still our shabby looking, unfinished staircase remained.

What did we do this week? We finished it! And I love it! Who knew a staircase could make me feel so whole...my life feel so complete. Somehow I rest my head a little easier at night, knowing that two flights down, I have a completely finished staircase (well...*slight* exaggeration). And here I present, the finished staircase.

It's often the small things that make the biggest difference.