Dudes-- I've been hard at work.
Remember the other space of doom?
Well, if I were, like, totally cool, and didn't always have ants in my pants, I'd finish the whole thing and then do a BIG REVEAL.
(monster truck rally voice.)
Sorry. I'm not cool. And I get way too squeally excited to not share.
So what have I been up to? Thanks for asking.
Also, I hear voices. Apparently.
First up, I had to frame out the wall. It is my favorite thing.
Just as much as having a root canal is my favorite thing. Or going to the post office with all my kids in tow is my faaavorite thing.
(Note to self: live wire is now in that wall.)
Be a friend? The next little "project" that involves studs, you'll warn me. NAY, you will force me to stop.
Thank you so much, you're very kind.
Anywho, this little project hasn't just involved little old moi.
Remember: I don't do electrical, and this space certainly does need it's own light source, 'cause some idiot localized all the light to one area.
By the way, I believe it was about this point, when the hubs was itching from insulation and covered in drywall dust, when he contemplated quiet murder.
Thank you, honey. Mouah.
(Had to trade all kinds of favors for that labor up there.)
let's talk about my ideas. Yes! Lets!
A little a this.
Squeal! Golf clap! Intense concentration of holding bladder muscle!
Yep, a built-in bench is first on the agenda.
And here it is in the early morning light! Sigh.
Talk someone into making me a squishy tushy cushion for this, please?
And here we are. So far. After 92.5278 hours of labor.
So close! Yet so far away! I only have to figure out a cute way to close up that wall, plus put up the crown molding, plus finish the molding on the bench, plus figure out how to do a free floating desk, plus plus. . .
You get the idea. Someone help me.