The ceiling moves into the 21st century

So, we've been working away at the house.  Our awesome wall fixer guy, Brett, has been especially hard at work.  I feel bad for his rotator cuffs.  Seriously.  My arms went to sleep watching him work. 

Before.

So this is what it started out looking like.  It was that pokey mudded ceiling, circa 1974 or something.  Kinda not my favorite if I had my choice.

Better.

Now, it is like this!  Yay, Brett!  You saved us from a life of popped helium balloons, and dusty little pokey things!

And check out what my Dirtbike Rider did!  He created a portal into a new world.  I knew he was pretty powerful, but sheesh.  (If you look at athe photo's in the first post on the house, you can see the long long living room with no door.  Now there is a door.  That door you can see through the NEW PORTAL OF INTERGALACTIC TRAVEL is the front door.  So, rather than having to walk down a loooong dark hallway: zoop!  Enter.)

Before: Water Damage in Shorty's room.

After: all better.



Look at these cute feetprints in the drywall dust.



My hard working princess.  It's wall washing day!  Yayyyy!



These are the kinds of pictures I get when I give the camera to Shorty.


That's our latest Update.  We are still working at it all.  This week, we pour concrete for a few things, including the front steps.  Wish us luck.  Mostly just that we can keep our heads on straight while we are in such a state of disarray!  Wahoo!  What a ride.  I'll be glad when we can settle into the house for the Holidays.

Happy Halloween to you and yours!