Before the Demo

I haven't even had this house a week, and I feel at home. And by that I mean there's sheet-rock crumble all over the floors and the whole house has the aroma of sawdust.

After Dad took down the kitchen walls, ripped up the carpet, flooded the basement bathroom, and filled the house with half of Home Depot's inventory, he remembered what his friend Jim Leskinin said shortly after buying his house: "I bought a nice house and I turned it into a great handy-man special."

Well, here are the pictures of the nice house I bought.

It was built in 1987 (when gold-tone was cool) and little has been updated since then. Unfortunately, that includes the HVAC system.

There are nice pergo floors, but only in the foyer, which incidentally lacks a coat closet.



The kitchen boasts salmon colored walls, which may be nice, but certainly are not my taste.


I know the living / dining area looks pretty unremarkable. But right now, I'm envious of the me that took these pictures three days ago, because it's clean.



Judge the wallpaper, the clam-shell sink & the broadway lights for yourself.


Dad has scored us an invite to dinner with some of my new neighbors. But we don't know which neighbor, so we're going to knock on doors until someone lets us in.