This is the kitchen...lots of hanging out and eating and fun will take place around our big island!
Come in. This is the view from the front door.
Here are the back porches. I predict these will be popular gathering places.
Front of the house. Who needs grass when you have a nice sheetrock pile.
Now when I say we are putting up walls, I mean that in a good way, not in some psycho-analytical/need professional help sort of way. The sheet rock is up, it has been mudded and taped (look at me throwing around construction words) and the upstairs has had sheetrock texture applied and it is looking good. Well, except for the mess they made. Sheetrock hangers are not very good at cleaning up after themselves. Actually, I think Danny was pleased with how they cleaned up and now we have a huge pile of sheetrock pieces in front of our house. Danny keeps trying to get it to burn (Creek County -- no rules), but it doesn't burn real well. I'm sure he will keep trying. Fire is his thing. Well, that and and building closet shelving, building panty shelves, trimming out windows and working on exterior stucco. Have I mentioned that Danny is a great project manager?
Up next...trimming out windows and building shelves in Sloane and Sophia's closet. Our cabinets are done and ready to be installed but Danny won't have them installed until the front door is in. Where is the front door you ask? Somewhere on a slow boat (container ship) on its way from China. Hopefully it will be here soon. Danny says the painter will start inside in 3 weeks. We probably need to start picking colors. That terrifies me.
We are getting closer. Danny says we are still on track for a Thanksgiving move-in date. So if you want to spend your Thanksgiving weekend moving boxes, I know just the place for you!
On another note, we knew moving out to the country, we'd have some critter issues. Danny went to the house last Friday night. It was dark. He kept hearing these thumping noises. He turned a light on to see three bats flying around the house. Nice. Quite a fancy bat house. And, our neighbor told me her German Shepherd chased a coyote down the hill that runs behind our house the other day. Oh great....I can't wait for Gracie "the mutt who thinks she is a big, giant guard dog" to try to tangle with the local wildlife. Note to self: Belle, my parents Shih Tzu, can never come visit Dolce Vita.