I left at 7am for work on Friday. The
sheet rock was up, plain and
sheet rocky. I came home Friday from work, the
sheet rock had texture, the plastic around the laundry closet/refrigerator area was gone and I could see straight outside instead of through cloudy plastic. The kitchen looked bigger, but it took me a while to realize it was because the refrigerator itself had been pushed into the hole designed for it. It really feels like magic, I go to work and come home to a home that is different, poof, what money and labor can do.
We have our kitchen back for a couple more weeks before the counters are torn out and it becomes not so usable for a while. The kids don't even seem to realize that anything is different, they just ride their bike through the plastic doors and over the bumps of the protective floor covering as if it's just a new obstacle. Hatie keeps asking where Thomas (the Foreman) is and Olivia smiles at everyone who comes in the door.
Peter wanted me to write about the "green" stuff we are doing, so here goes: