Leaving the things that are real behindLeaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years...
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
"Toys in the Attic" - Aerosmith
Dave and Augusto of Hardwood Customs showed up bright and early this morning, ready to wreak havoc. We barely had time to appreciate the vast expanse of junk-free space in the newly cleaned attic before Augusto started in with the crowbar and his sledgehammer, nicknamed "The Persuader."
The noise in our offices on the floor below isn't nearly as intrusive as I had been expecting but when the sawing starts then I'll know if a retreat to the first floor or basement will be in order.
Like we always used to say in design school, it has to get ugly before it gets better.
1 comment:
Way to go you guys! Having lived through a gazillion renovations... my advice is... Keep your eye(s) on the prize!
xo
Joan
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