My husband and I bought our first home in Paradise Valley, Montana about two years ago. The home was built in the early 1900s and has undergone many half-finished, DIY projects. The three bedrooms upstairs contained make-shift closets, half way installed old carpet, cracks in the walls, and tacky old wallpaper. Between two of the bedrooms was a creepy closet that had walk way of sorts to get from room to room.
Unfortunately, I didn't document the restoration process from day one and have no documentation of the original rooms. These photos give some what of an idea of the restoration, but by no means give the full effect of the transition these rooms have undergone.
With help from our family and friends, a lot of patience, and constant thrifting we have nearly completed our upstairs renovation. Because of the crafty and caring people in our lives we were able to construct these rooms without hiring out and with an incredibly low budget.
On many occasions friends got conned into crawling up in the attic insulation, painting walls on a hot day, or sanding floors until their faces were covered in sawdust. I owe y'all beers for life.
The first step in the home restoration was demolition. The closets were torn up and carpets were ripped out. The connected bedrooms were re-framed and a bathroom was to take the place of one of the rooms.
One of the many things my husband's pops taught him how to do was lay tile. He did a near perfect job, if I do say so myself.
We found all of our appliances on Craiglist and at the Habitat for Humanity. A nice, rich person in Big Sky sold us the pedestal sink and clawfoot tub for less than $300.
It pays to have a lovingly family, crafty in-laws, a plumber pal, a carpenter bestie, an electrician buddy, and a jack-of-all trades husband. Thank you all for helping us make this happen. xoxoxo