So I had this architectural tumor hanging from my kitchen ceiling until this morning, when my brother in law came in with a ladder and some hammers and stuff and took it down. Good day. Turns out I have a decent sized kitchen, after all.
A little rerouting of the duct work and a patch here and there and we'll be on to phase 2; ripping out the ginormous peninsula that exists only to collect all the crap that my family is too lazy to put away. Hey! That's cool! Just lay all your stuff out on this massive slab of cheap counter top and Mom will Totally Handle It!
Ha. Life's about to change.
Winning!
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