Progress

Among many, many other things we're renovating the kitchen and removing a wall between the kitchen and dining room. Here's what it looked like yesterday:

There was a lot of tile on the wall, all of which was held in place by 3-4" of concrete.  (Note the buckling door in the last photo: that's a result of the moisture from the moldy basement.  Yuck.)

Today the wall between the two rooms came down and we can now see the new view.

Tomorrow may be a rainy day, which may mean that the crew begins demo on the basement.  Basically, the entire basement has to be thrown away in the dumpster.  I have spent very little time in the basement, mainly because it is a scary, scary place.  

How scary, you ask?

Fortunately, I have these great rose colored glasses and am way too excited about the rest of the house to notice reality.

Really, you should look into these glasses.

The Beginning

Welcome to a journey.

We closed on our new home in the center of the city.  I have always dreamt of the opportunity to renovate a historic home and this is feels like a gift.  Here's the house:

It's been boarded up for several years and has a moldy basement. Greg & I dubbed it "Mold Palace" when we first noticed it.  And now, Mold Palace is all ours.  In the words of our realtor on closing day, "Congrats. You two now own a moldy, uninhabitable shell."  Yes, yes we do.  

Just look at the happy suckers.

Perhaps the rainy, miserable weather on closing day was an omen.  Time will tell....