It's inevitable, however, that real life claws its way back sooner or later.
When we moved to the Lockyer Valley, it was to make a tree change. We envisioned a quieter, slower existence out here.
I think we underestimated the reality of moving within an hour of three growing cities (Toowoomba, Ipswich and Brisbane) and the opportunities that would present for meeting new people and for work.
Neither Dan or I have ever been one to resist a good opportunity. We both tend to bite off more than we can chew and then chew like crazy.
Now, we're both working harder than we've ever worked and not just on the house. Dan's new job is all-consuming - in a good way, he's loving it - and, aside from the usual demands of caring for a toddler, I'm tinkering away on several projects now which hopefully will be at a point where I can reveal them soon.
The house has stopped being such a high priority. Rather, it's a minor side-show. A curiosity. It's functioning just fine as a half-lived in house, a little cottage, with most now closed off for who-knows-how-long. Months? I mentioned having Christmas here this year and Dan looked terrified, like he had no intention of finishing the kitchen and dining room finished by then.
I hope we have it finished by then.
We'll get there, sooner or later, and the occasional realisation that one day I won't have to work from a dark corner of the guest room at night or cook dinner on an electric grill perched on top of a washing machine never fails to fill me with happiness.
We've had a few deliveries this week to add to our growing collection of building supplies. This window arrived on Wednesday and will eventually go into the kitchen. I never knew it was possible to love a window, but I love this one. It will one day have my favourite view on our property through it.