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Thursday, March 25, 2010

IN PROGRESS

The mud room: what a lovely color of green.

I came home from work to find Keith ankle deep in black insulation from our ceiling. I am not kidding. This stuff was at least 7 inches thick.

Above: where the cigarette butts and beer cans were stashed.

This is the chimney that is causing so much grief. We had just settled on the idea of exposing it with a wrap-around peninsula, when Keith uncovered this: someone in our house's history plastered it, making it virtually worthless. No problem... we weren't super excited about having a chimney exposed in our kitchen anyway, but we were going to gain cabinet apce by doing so. The rub... now we can't get rid of it. Well, we could, but we'd have to sell our boys. So, we get to build the wall back, wasting what little space there is, and I get to apologize for all the times I cursed the previous owners for the dumb things they did with this wall. Eating humble pie now.




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