In that Halloween post I mentioned that drywall was going up in the kitchen.
It was hard, dusty, chickeny work.
Some of you may remember the "nook" area, which used to look like this:
And shortly thereafter, this:
Turns out putting things back together takes longer than bashing them in with a sledgehammer. But now, things are looking up.
We laid the most awesomest tile floor this weekend, despite the fact that both Bren and I came down with the Black Lung on Friday night. And painted all of the walls a light gray (Misty Raindrop or something) except for that dark one, which is blackboard paint. As of tomorrow it will read: "Welcome, Deulens."
I also started a Hall of Fame upstairs.
Guess you'll have to come over to see who all's up there.
And we hung the chandelier in the dining room.
I can't believe how far we've come!
That's all for now. We're BEAT!
Edit: Anne forgot to mention the finished bookshelf, so here it is.
We've worked really well together on all the projects we've done so far, but I did worry just a bit on the kitchen tiles working as a duo. Maybe it was our shared sickness but I thought it might end up like this:
(Art by Al Jaffee.)