The light at the end of a long tunnel

The good thing about finally having drywall up, is that we finally have drywall up, and that means fun stuff like paint and tile can start happening.  The bad thing about having drywall up is that they have to sand it, which means our entire house is about to get really dirty.  But as my carpenter husband says, this is the last of the mess.  Like, forever.  If you have been around here for awhile you know that this house remodel has been done in several phases over the past 5 years.  When we bought the house, we created a big picture game plan for the future.  We remodeled and added on a little at a time as we could, and we did so in a way that we were never redoing something that had already been done.  So in theory, since this is the end of “Phase 3″, this is the end of drywall dust.  And that is a big deal for me.

So here is what we are tackling at the moment.  I will do my best to explain this, but I have little confidence that anyone is going to get it.  It seems complicated in pictures, but I promise its not in real life.

Let’s look at the downstairs first.  This space used to be our family room, but it is now becoming a sitting room right off of the kitchen.  We added that wall in order to create privacy to the back rooms.

Now the girl’s room.  It’s a great room:

With a great view:

 Maybe the best view in the house.  And check out the loft my husband (who has the heart of a child) created for them:

And speaking of the man that has the heart of a child, he created a “slide” from the third story in order for the drywallers to get the scrap drywall pieces out of that room.  He considered sliding down it himself.  

And now our third floor looks like this:

It should done just in time for homeschooling to begin.  And there is even a “secret door” that will connect the third floor to the girls’ loft over their bedroom.  Crazy, I know!And like I said before, I’m excited to start painting and making things all pretty, and you can’t do that without a good inspiration photo.  For real, this one is mine for the third floor.  It’s Laduree in Paris, hate me, I dream big.  I can’t help that I’m weird.  I showed it to my husband who said “What in the world am I supposed to do with that?”  

And I told him, “Remember that kitchen hood that was my inspiration picture for our fireplace?  The one that you were totally annoyed about.  Well you got all creative and pulled that one off, I have faith that you can do this too.”

Do you remember this photo I’m referring to?  You can read about it here:

He totally came through for me and made it happen:

He won’t admit it, but I know him well, he is already sketching images of Laduree in his brain. He appreciates a challenge. I love that man.

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