My Humble Abode (A Series)

I've said before that my family moved into our current house in 2010. At the time there were only four of us and the house seemed to fit well. There were three bedrooms and a pastel pink bathroom.

I discovered quickly that no home is ever perfect. Three weeks later I was actively ignoring my husbands prodding about how late my period was. Eventually I was forced to admit that I was very pregnant and with that came the fact that our new house was about to get much much smaller.

We set out to finish the partially finished upstairs. Now, by "partially finished" I mean that I'm pretty sure the people that rented it before we bought it were growing pot up there. There were some random walls, with some random holes in them, very large industrial garage lamps, and assorted crap.

I don't have pictures but trust me, it was bad.

Now we have a hallway that leads to The Monkey's room and the attic. Yay! It's not perfect, we still need to put some trim up, and paint but at least we've got enough room for the kids.

The unfortunate part was that we didn't have the time or the funds to fix the stairs. So we basically had a hermit kid that seemed to live in the attic. It was fun for a while. I really enjoyed telling people we fed her buckets of fish heads.

We recently got the stairs finished. Yay! Again, by finished, I mean someone else built them and I'm responsible for smoothing, priming, painting, and poly-ing. It's an incredibly slow process, but it needs to be done.

Here is what we had before.






Fun, right?

No.

Well, the stairs are all rebuilt and looking nice. I'm finishing the walls and whatnot right now and pretty soon I'll get to show you what all that looks like!

Oh, and no one has answered the giveaway question.

Later!

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