The old door. I’ve been slowly working on the entry way since the bedrooms and living room are mostly finished
You know what Jack said after putting in a tile floor in the girls’ bathroom almost single handedly? “Your floor
Trim trim-in-ey, trim trim-in-ey Trim trim trim-ee! A painter is as lucky, as lucky can be! Trim trim-in-ey, trim trim-in-ey
I guess I started on the girls’ bathroom. I’ll let you know how it goes over the next few weeks.
What life looks like for Claire. Most days. Nice job with the interesting camera angles, Claire. Watching mom paint.
One of this week’s projects has been shelf construction. Though we’ve got plenty of space, there aren’t a lot of
Jack Atlas holding up the ceiling drywall for me.
The slivers. The dry, chapped skin. The unkempt nails. The blood. All for the cause. (And not NEARLY as much blood
In case you forgot what it used to look like. If only I could share what it SMELLED like… After much
I know closets are supposed to be white (or another bland, neutral color), but I really like having a little pop
Saturdays nights, I’m often reminded of the scene where the Golde from Fiddler on the Roof is scurrying to get the
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