I Hate It

I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. Maybe hate is too strong of a word. I strongly dislike it, I am intensely disappointed, I am utterly disheartened; may be better words. When I got home from work on Saturday I saw our front porch and it looks like a Lego block has been stuck on the front of the house.

Bill keeps reminding me that there will be stone columns supporting it and a barrel ceiling so there will be some curve added to the front. That's not the problem, it is too big. It is huge! The sides were suppose to stop at the roof line and then the angle of the roof go up from there. Instead it goes 5 1/2 feet above the roofline. There are no soffitts so the sides aren't softened. The garage roof line will be higher than the house and West Wing rooflines which may help, but it is still horrible. I know I am just looking at one piece of the whole picture, I tell that to people all day long when they are fixated on finding the perfect color of rock for their house. But this thing is gargantuan; I am not freaking out over something that will blend in with the rest of the house. It will dominate the whole building and the building is not tiny.

Okay now that I have ranted about this, it can be fixed. Left a note for the framers to add the soffit and we will add a Juliet balcony to break up the hugeness of the block. And once the rock, siding, roof line changes, and windows go in it won't be such a statement. But, I am still not happy with it.