Now, for your voyeuristic/cautionary tale approval, I give you:
Two Of The Five Gutted Rooms, All [We Hope] Done. (Forever And Ever, Amen.)
Shall we jaunt back down the stinky, depressing, covered-in-tears Memory Lane? (Please forgive the iPhone photos. Why yes, I do have a camera so advanced it could land a jet…but I think it’s in storage. So, no flash it is!)
First, the bathroom.
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| The cesspool that started it all. Good God, that thing looks like the beginning of a horror film. |
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| The bathroom, all torn to shreds. Please note, however, that the toilet paper stayed intact throughout. WHY?! |
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| The beginning of the end [of the walls]. |
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| New floor! And some sorta prep work for the walls. That took 3 weeks. (You really don’t wanna rush these things.) |
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| But- oh my stars- what a shiny new bathroom! (If you disregard the janky blinds! Which we clearly did!) |
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| Someone is happy with her new mirror/ sconces/shower tile. Okay, it’s me. |
Now, the family room!
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| Old family room, looking towards the hall and stairs. Not pictured: a Precious Moments fan pull. Very pictured: Miami hotel tile, circa 1963. |
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| Same view, but new wood-grain porcelain tile! And new Buckwheat Flour (?) walls! |
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| Aaand, full of our stuff again. |
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| Same room, to the lefthand side. Nora refuses to leave this room. |
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| Old view of the family room, looking out onto the street. Sweet bell peppers, that floor was awful. |
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| New floor! New walls! New- hey wait, why did the contractors put ALL of our stuff on that couch? |
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| Ah, that’s better. Nice and jammy-packedy. And it’s not dark at all- in fact, it’s so bright that my iPhone cam couldn’t handle its luminescence. |
Stay tuned for rooms 3 through 5! Nora won’t be in those pictures, however. She’s not moving from the train table.
Because you never know.
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