This past weekend was absolutely exhausting. My poor thighs feel like I've gone to construction workers' boot camp. We managed to clear out most of the rubble in the living room (all 14+ rubble bags of it) just in time for the electricians who started today.
Well, you can imagine my pleasure when we walked into the house tonight and the electricians had a) made great progress and b) cleaned up after themselves and then some. I used to wonder why people would pay someone to do the menial jobs they could do themselves and save the money for something nice. Now, I understand.
It's really exciting to see things come together and to be deciding where to put light switches and pendant lights (much better than 'what amount of this plaster is salvageable').
Kitchen, sans cabinets:
From Briar Crescent |
Current state of the living room (with kitchen cabinets)
From Briar Crescent |
Hallway floorboards, ready to be sanded, stained and sealed
From Briar Crescent |
State of the little bedroom (note linoleum that was under the carpet)
From Briar Crescent |
The office
From Briar Crescent |
From Briar Crescent |
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