Not the best picture in the world it's ....
... taken at night with my cell phone, and the plastic protective sheet is still on the floor where it will stay till the rest is done. But this should give you an idea. It's a cherry laminate.
I plan to pick out the kitchen cabs on Wednesday.
Where did all this stuff come from?
When I moved here I moved myself and Mae in my car. No truck. I don't have a lot of stuff.
Books, bikes of course, but I don't have a lot of "stuff".
There's a lot I lost in the "divorce", which is fine. I call that "chewing off my tail" :rolleyes: But how is it that I was able to move here myself, a few loads in the car and now I'm clearing out just the living room and kitchen for the work, the spare bedroom is full, I mean full to my eyeballs with boxes.
I did not have "stuff", don't really buy "stuff", I've taken trunkloads to Goodwill such as clothes I've shrunk out of via cycling.
Does it multiply? :rolleyes:;) Where does this "stuff" come from?
I'm off to slightly organize this as I imagine there's potential I'll be living out of these boxes for a while. I know how remodels go.