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Upstairs Update

Aside from a computer desk that is going to find a new home with one of Katherine's friends, the upstairs room has been totally cleaned out. This was a herculean effort on the family's part, too, with all of us pitching in to get it done. As it's the hottest room in the house we'll be installing an mini-split a/c unit up there shortly, and having the carpet cleaned, too.

Since the room hasn't been painted in fifteen years Kat and her Dad went to work on that:

While they worked on that I finished clearing out another closet downstairs so we can store Kat's kitchen stuff in it while she lives with us. :)

Comments

nightsmusic said…
Our upstairs, which is useless to me, we never use it, is at least 10 degrees hotter in the summer and 15 degrees colder in the winter than the rest of the house. The builders here did a horrible job with the duct planning and installation, so we have to get that corrected before we go up there to rip out the carpet, fix all the drywall that's peeling and repaint and new carpet (long sentence!) We'll have rebuilt almost the entire house except for the outside walls once that's done *sigh* I told Jimmy, no more fixer-uppers. Period.
Maria Zannini said…
There's nothing like a freshly painted room. Makes you feel like anything is possible.

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