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Last Sunday, Scott, Half-y Giraffe-y and I spent several hours at the new home. (You may remember H-G was dubbed when he lost one ear and one ossicone during our chilly bokeh adventure.) We met up with our friend and architect, Nancy, and a recommended contractor to discuss the many, many changes we hope to implement in the new space. And you guys, our heads are swimming – but in the best possible way!
Once July rolls around (SOON!), we’ll be eyeballs deep in drywall dust, and I’m terrified and excited all at once to manhandle my first sledgehammer and knock down a wall or two. And a ceiling. Scott has his game face on, and while I wish I had the confidence he has when it comes to demolishing an entire first floor ceiling (yikes!), I am every bit as anxious as he is to get started.
In the meantime, Half-y Giraffe-y wanted to show off the front of our home – in the most obscure way possible. (The man loves his bokeh; what can we say?) Because our future home is still occupied by its current tenants, we don’t want to show much more than this (privacy reasons for those still living there), but you might be able to make out the hint of a front porch – see that support on the bottom left? In-between hammering down walls and leveling floors, we plan on spending our free time on that very porch – on rockers with boozy lemonade, of course. Our bones will be tired, and isn’t that what you do after a day of demolition?