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Come in Part 3: (Uncensored) The rest of the House (38/60)

(This didn't get published yesterday . . . I literally fell asleep before I could post it)

Ok . . . are you ready to see the rest of the house?  Come on . . .  We will finish up the kitchen . . 


This is a better view of our kitchen, living room area (we finished the remodel a year ago)





Here's another angle.  The whole point of our remodel (other than the fact that our cabinets were literally falling apart and our appliances all needed to be replaced and our floor needed to be refinished . . .) was to make our kitchen stream lined.  Everything we have, we use, a lot.  They kept telling me it would be too small and I'd regret it.  I don't.  In fact, I have more room than I need.  Every time I walk into my kitchen, I think, yes, this is exactly what I wanted.  (Of course, marble does stain and chip and wear . . . but my week in Italy taught me to like weathered . . . it tells a history).


Enough kitchen . . . on to the basement (be prepared . . . humans live there)

And down the hallway . . .

Down the stairs . . .

And more stairs . . . 

to the basement . . . And Finn's lego city . . . (it's been here a month and shows no signs of getting put away)

And now . . . the bedrooms (eeek)



Piper and Finn's room (Finn has not made his bed!)


Down the hallway . . . 


To the guest room/sewing room/finn's room (but he decided that he liked living with Piper better)

And across from that . . . the bathroom (messy as usual)


On to Celia (and Phoebe's) disaster, I mean bedroom.  Honestly, it is clean about three times a year . . . and only for three minutes.  Teenagers.


Back out to the tv room.  Many hours of LOTR and Office and Parks and Rec . . . 


Reading nook . . . in constant use.  That saggy brown couch is as old as Celia and literally sags.  No one will let us get rid of it.

And here is the guest/drum/storage room . . .



/where Celia does water coloring and Finn stashes his violin . . . 




Down the hall to the back door . .. 


That leads straight out to our back patio . . . and back yard.  Here it is from all angles.


Side Angle . . . 


Back angle . . . 


Back side angle (tramp nook)


And exactly from the back . . . 

And now back into the house . . .  (the entry is where the black tarps are . . . that cover our grill and picnic table)

Back in . . .   Oh it's Finn's Lego city again . . . 


And here's the closets that are on the opposite side of the city . . . 

The game closet . . .


And the toy closet . . . that Finn and Piper last were in charge of putting the toys away.  Way to go guys!  Yes, I will be revisiting this closet in the near future . . . 


Now back upstairs




And that's it!  I hope you enjoyed seeing the rest of my house.  It's been filled with people all weekend and it's been such a warm happy place . . . look at my next post for how it looks with humans in it . . . 

So glad you could visit.  See you soon!



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