I get the bug to rip stuff outta my house twice a year~September and January. It's like the blinders come off and I realize we live two boxes short of an episode of "Hoaders". It's a sickness. The rest of the year I am happy as a pig in mud. Literally. Now I find myself uttering things like . . .
"As long as we're ripping out the carpet, let's re-face the fireplace."
or
"For only $400 more, we could . . . ."
or
"Pass me the liquid nails and QUICK!"
Of course, I took no before pictures. I might take some during photos. Or not. I will take some afters. Maybe. If I can find a camera that works.
"As long as we're ripping out the carpet, let's re-face the fireplace."
or
"For only $400 more, we could . . . ."
or
"Pass me the liquid nails and QUICK!"
Of course, I took no before pictures. I might take some during photos. Or not. I will take some afters. Maybe. If I can find a camera that works.
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