After 15 years in college athletics, the last seven as an assistant athletics director, I was burned out with 70-hour work weeks and extensive travel. I resigned my position and accepted a position in marketing at a small, vibrant college in my hometown of Unity, Maine. In the process, I wanted to go back to my childhood where we raised polled Herefords, had a Christmas Tree Farm and spent many hours outside. I decided I wanted to build my own home on beautiful farmland that my family owns. With help from my Dad, the most talented person I’ve ever met, we are building my home together.
When I say we are building my home, I mean just that! We are trying to do as much as possible ourselves. I’ve gone through the process of getting all the permits that I need. We are cutting down the trees on woodland we own, sawing the logs on our sawmill, putting in the slab, framing the building ourselves. You look at the process differently. Sawing a timber, knowing that it is going to be a beam in my home, is an amazing feeling. It means so much more than going into the store and buying lumber. It’s also a lot harder!
I have decided to blog my experience – the ups and downs, the joys and frustrations. What was once an open field will one day be my home! My dream is becoming reality. The floor plan that was once only in my head is slowly taking shape and it’s incredibly exciting. I hope that you will enjoy the journey as much as I am.