I realize that there are massive amounts of playdough crumbles on the ground here.
But, well, scroll down and you’ll see why I didn’t bother to sweep them up.
“Hey, OBoy. See that wall behind you?”
“Yes, that one. The one that’s been there everyday while we ate breakfast.”
“Well, we’re going to tear it down today. That wall is going to be all gone soon.”
“Yea, that’s kinda how I feel, too.”
Two good sledge swings from the back side of the wall and boom.
I guess this means we’re actually doing this remodel, then.
Can’t really turn back now.
See? Sweeping the playdough looks not all that important now, huh?
My brother-in-law and father-in-law are our on-call team for large demolition projects.
Say goodbye to the last remaining nasty blue trim.
Soon (but not soon enough) this space will be all walled out and incorporated into our kitchen.
It will serve as a mudroom and partially a pantry.
Also, GOOD GRIEF, YES we are putting in a new back door.
The 1970s called and wants it back.