When Yaakov said, “I did not learn from Lavan’s evil ways,” he wasn’t bragging
Israelis of all stripes carefully save (or borrow) money to add much-needed living space to their homes. Several years ago, we decided to add two more rooms to our stretched-to-the-seams apartment.
Our first appointment with the architect led me to realize that architects have lucrative businesses in this country. The waiting room was gorgeous, all light and mirrors, white couches, and a glossy marbled coffee table piled high with decorating magazines. While waiting our turn, I was drawn to the pile of home decorating magazines. Wow. Page after glossy page of stunning living rooms, stately dining areas, cozy bedrooms, and sleek kitchens. If the goal was to give customers an idea of what they were looking for, the goal was met because I instantly had kitchen envy. (Although to have a completely white kitchen as displayed means I’d need live-in help.) Besides, we weren’t even planning on renovating the kitchen at all!
Thankfully our turn came sooner rather than later, because I don’t think I could’ve withstood the temptation much longer. But my test wasn’t over just yet. As we began to discuss angles, and meters, the architect began to give different ideas for better, bigger, brighter rooms. I’m sure this was just a sign of how good she was at her job, but she was pulling me to places I didn’t want to go. I had the basics of what we wanted to do, I just needed tech help on how to do it.
We finished our first meeting and I came home feeling very shaky. I analyzed my house, every corner, window, considering what could be changed, what should be changed. My strong ideas had dissolved and instead I was feeling loads of “if only…” “I wish…” and “maybe we should…”
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