Some friends bought a major fixer-uper home and yesterday I went into town to help them with some of the work. I was expecting it to be hot and sweaty (yay 90+ degrees and humidity...>.>) but I was surprised with how...satisfying it felt.

I didn't do too much - helped rip out an old rotted floor and add some new boards to the sub floor support structure. It was those new boards that really stood out to me. Looking at it, I knew it would soon be covered by new siding and a new floor, completely hidden from view, but I'd always know that I helped put them there. I helped in something that would make the home livable again.

Not an Earth-shattering revelation, but just a nice feeling on an exhausting but fulfilling day. ^.^