One day, I said to my hubby “Lets open up the kitchen to the lounge, we can just take out the counter and cupboards, and knock down that funny wall and remove the arch. It will give us a lot more space”.
Easier said than done. The cupboards and counter were a piece of cake to remove, and we saved all the wood to use on a different project. Score!!! Wood is expensive in our parts. Now, I thought that the wall and arch would be just as easy to demo. I was wrong, so very very wrong. Like a good DIY wife I was there helping, and oh-my-word, it was such hard work! I spent the next few days in agony, my whole body hurt. Here are a few pics to show you how the whole deal went down. I should have taken more pics to illustrate the whole process but in the midst of it all, I forgot.
My hubby starting demo on the brick wall :). My job was to carry the bricks to the wheelbarrow waiting outside the backdoor. It sounds like an easy job but man oh man was it tough. Especially for a small girl like me.
As you can see, my house was in a mess. I don’t like mess, I should have been born with a dust cloth in my hand, I just loooove wiping things and making them sparkly clean. I think I got that from my mother (love you Mom). As you can see from the pics below, we now have a lot of patching up to do, like tiling and painting and moving one or two cupboards. Sigh… it never seems to end…
I will post some updated pics of the kitchen. We have done a little bit of the touch-up work but there is still a long road ahead. Nobody said DIY was easy.
In my previous post about my Charlie, I didn’t do him any justice. It was a rushed post just to get something online. Sorry my Charlie xxx. I will NEVER do that again, I am better than that and I’ll make an effort to put much more time and effort into my future posts. So now, more about my Charlie baby…
We adopted Charlie when he was seven years old, he was by no means a young man anymore. We loved the little guy from day one and he loved us too (he told me so, several times). He was this chubby little sausage dog with the most amazing little fat rolls on his paws. Too cute for words. I used to pick him up and squeeze him tight, he loved that. When little Peanut arrived at our house, all fresh and new, Charlie was besotted with him. I mean TOTALLY obsessed. Peanut was wet for two solid weeks when he first arrived because Charlie would’nt stop licking him. They loved each other so much and used to cuddle in their little bed. Never you mind that they each had their own bed!!! They would squeeze into one just so that they could be together. So adorable.
Charlie hated squeaky toys. Anything that had a squeak was destroyed in seconds. And my Charlie used to hop when he was excited and he used to drag his blankie around wherever he went. I have so many beautiful memories, my Charlie still makes me smile and always will.
This is chubby little Charlie baby. Love him so very much.
My Charlie died two years ago from cancer and I miss him every single day. He was such a big part of our lives and will always hold a special place in my heart. I still have his blanket and his ball in my cupboard. Oh, my Charlie baby, I miss you so. xxx
Just a quick post about my wonderful brother and sister. You guys are the BEST! Love you to the ends of the earth.
As you can see, we’re a mad bunch. That’s why we love each other so much.