Sheree Whitfield is the gift that keeps on giving. Since I began this blog in the fall of 2011, there has been at least a dirt lot construction site in one of the oldest neighborhoods in Sandy Springs. When Sheree’s mother bought the house that used to be there for $319,000 in December of 2010 Sheree decided to tear down the entire home in stages. At one point the neighbors had a view of an toilet exposed to the street after the outer walls were torn down. This was one of the first things shown on the show in 2011.
Some 2,131 days later, we are still hearing from Sheree, “It takes time!” I like to point out that, construction of the Burj Khalifa, the tallest structure in the world, began in 2004, with the exterior completed 5 years later in 2009. It took less than a year for the entire interior design to be completed before it opened in 2010. While it takes time to build things, the main factor in how long it takes is money.
So here we are 2,131 days later and we are still hearing about how much time it takes to build a house. Sheree has shot a video that Bravo decided to post. I would post it here but it autostarts and that messes up the site. So click on that link and then come back here.
Here is what she says as she walks us down her oddly paved sidewalk to the front door:
“We are at Chateau Sheree. All the non-believers, here we go. Chateau Sheree does exist!”
Somebody is mad again. Back in the spring of 2013 when Sheree took me and other Atlanta bloggers into court on multiple occasions, she accused us all of a variety of false charges. We were forced to mediate in an attempt to not clog up the courts with her drama and she was quite willing to drop all the bogus charges under one condition. That we stop reporting on the progress of the construction. My lawyer had to explain the constitution to her in small words and let her know that I would not be bullied into abandoning my first amendment rights simply because Sheree doesn’t want me to report on her very public and extremely protracted home construction.
“I’m getting my landscaping together!”
She seems happier about this as we pass the usual patchy weeds and occasional spots where some straw has been plopped down. I have always been surprised she didn’t sod the lawn years ago as it seems that she has always been much more focused on the exterior of the home than the interior. If she had put in a yard and planted some fruit trees, particularly along the back of her lot, he neighbors might not be so quick to reach out to bloggers about their misery and she would have fully adult landscaping by now.
“I’m doing a lot of work on the inside. I mean, seriously, when you have 100,000 square feet it takes time!”
I love that she has to announce she is doing some “interior work.” The comment about having 100,000 square feet is really telling and it reminds me of being in court. One of the things that Sheree accused me of, was stalking her. This was hilarious for many reasons, but mostly because I’d never laid eyes on the woman until she showed up in court where we waited as several cases went ahead of us. It was a court covering domestic cases. The cases prior to ours were very unsettling. Mostly horrible stories from battered wives seeking protection from raging husbands who had previously caused them bodily harm. It was difficult to listen to. And then there was Sheree. When Sheree filed her first charge of many against me, for stalking, she made up a vehicle and a description. At some point she got an attorney and they suggested that she really needed to know what I look like and what I drive to have a shot. I believe she had me followed the one time I left the house and her thug apparently stole my keys as I was in the mall buying something to wear to court causing me to have to rekey my home and my vehicle. But I digress.
At some point in one of the many courtrooms across two counties, Sheree’s story morphed into one where she claimed to be “the builder” of the house who was on the site every day directing the construction (perhaps this is why the columns are off-center?) while her children (who were in high school) played in the “yard.” She told the judges she was in fear of her life and that her children were traumatized and didn’t want to play there anymore because I was always there sitting in my fancy black SUV staring at them. In order to test this “builder” story, my attorney started to ask her questions like, “do you have a certificate of occupancy?” and “what is the square footage of the home?” she had no idea. The entire court cases really should have been filmed for the show because they were pure comedy. Even though it was very time-consuming to see her continuously lose every aspect of all cases against all parties in court. Because, freedom of the press is an actual thing. It seems nothing and changed, and she still has no idea how many square feet the house is, or even what a realistic guess might be.
I should also point out that if you think I am a crazy shut in, NOW. You should have been reading back then when I passed her construction site on the way home from a therapy appointment where I was being treated to break out of my isolation and gain some coping mechanisms for going to the ghetto Publix one mile from my house. I am better at it now, but just yesterday was so overwhelmed by a visit to Publix that I was unable to blog until the wee hours of the morning. It took me two days to get to the store for toilet paper this week in my 2007 Honda Civic. I can assure you I was not luxuriating in a fancy black SUV from sun up until sundown watching Sheree be lead construction foreman while two high school students made sandcastles in the construction zone. In fact, I once called my attorney and told her I was in full panic attack and was struggling to make it through Atlanta traffic to the next county over for another court case.
” I know you guys are excited, I’m excited, too. Come on in! Psych!”
But she closes the doors on the cameras because as Iyanla Van Zant said in 2013 “When I look at that house, I see incompleteness, Sheree. It’s a reflection of you.” And yes, she had filmed that show with Iyanla around the very same time she was taking us all to court.
As I mentioned in this post, there was a sudden flurry of hiring subcontractors just before the trip to Maui. There has been a lot of work done inside in the past week or so. I just chatted with a source who says that the kitchen appliances are finally out of the garage, no one is certain how many years they have been out there, but they are now installed in the kitchen. The walls are all up and painting is finally being completed. There are floors down throughout, and the floor coverings are being worked on furiously. Things are at about 75%. The contractors have been given a deadline of two weeks (and that was at least a week ago) to get things to a point where filming can happen. As I mentioned, Sheree is desperate to finally have an interior that she can show.
I don’t think it will be too hard to do that. The ironwork was done recently. She now has the requisite McMansion black iron railing down a curved stairway in the foyer just like Nene and Porsha’s new monstrosity. You can see straight through the front door to her poor back fence neighbor’s house which is extremely close to the stunning great room on the first level of Sheree’s house. That room is a looker despite the lack of landscaping outside the floor to second story ceiling windows. It has a gorgeous fireplace. It is a beautiful centerpiece of the home. BUT. You have to get past the kitchen you pass on the way. And at least finish the walls and flooring in those rooms. I hope she shows us the whole thing. The bathroom with the tub dead center of the room with few to no windows. The many round bedrooms. The vertigo inducing catwalks between the round bedrooms. I hope that we finally see it all.
But I know that in two months I will be starting one of my annual No Christmas Party At Chateau Sheree posts. Biltmore doesn’t need to worry about competition just yet. Sheree still has to figure out what a certificate of occupancy is.
P.S. Cynthia hasn’t fully moved into her lake house yet. So that makes Moore Manor, Kandi Burruss and Phaedra Parks the only housewives with furnished homes.