Floored
Sunday, September 24th, 2006Dancing in our bare feet. The joy of bamboo flooring. I finally have an “after” picture.
Dancing in our bare feet. The joy of bamboo flooring. I finally have an “after” picture.
From asbestos to silica dust, this project is out to kill me.
These old eyes appreciate the extra light.
Cool things about the new oven. It has a “bread proof” mode for ensuring yeast breads have the perfect temperature to rise in. And, for those who don’t want to mix religion with cookery, it comes with a sabbath mode. I think I would have preferred a “Black Sabbath” mode–an oven with a built-in mpg player which would belt out “Iron Man” or “Bark at the Moon” when the oven timer went off.
One of those jobs that gets more complicated as it goes on.
So close and yet still so far.
I was raised to do it myself–and it never occurs to me that I could get someone else to do it for me.
I knew this relationship was too good to last.
Sometimes you don’t know how far you’ve come until you look back where you’ve been.
Now we can live a normal life!