Surprisingly
the most terrifying
walls
were the first walls.
The footings were confusing
The concrete walls
were not completely
understandable
But somehow
the studding
in the basement
and the first story
were terrifying.
Nothing looked
as it had
in my
minds eye.
Some spaces
were larger.
Some spaces
were smaller.
My perceptions
were altered
daily
as each new
wall went
up.
a view into the basement
a look from the far corner of the kitchen
from the kitchen into the family room
the first half of the front of the house
a look inside the garage
the front of the house
from the back of the house, before the front of the house went up
looking down into our closet and bath
looking down into the master bath
looking down into the family room
just looking down
the foyer
I couldn't
get my
footings
in several of the
rooms.
I re-examined
the plans.
I felt panic.
This was
not
what I thought
it would
BE.
And then
the day the
first story
was finished,
I arrived
to take
pictures
I approached
the front
door
and suddenly
it all
made
sense.
