Bit by bit it’s started to sink in that with Garrison sold, very soon we will no longer have a warm, clean, finished space to come back to after hours of digging post holes or hanging drywall.
Basically we have about 3 weekends to put the finishing touches on our dilapidated old gas station. The working portraits I did this weekend are a preview of what’s to come over the next couple of weeks…
I like to call this one “1,677 Tiles Later”

And then there’s this one, that kind of makes me want to sing a few lines of Bad to the Bone…

“I wanna be yours pretty baby, yours and yours alone
I’m here to tell ya honey, that I’m bad to the bone”
It’s ironic because I swear to god the universe would implode if those words ever actually came out of MysteryMan’s mouth.
And don’t think I didn’t get a little face time with a saw as well. You didn’t think I was going to let MysteryMan have all the fun did you? This one is appropriately titled “Bad Idea.”
As in… it’s a bad idea to hold a piece of beadboard with your armpit while attempting to cut holes for electrical outlets. Just FYI everyone.
Don’t worry, I got some help with that, and MysteryMan got some help with this…
I’m thinking of calling this one “If You Don’t Hold This Cabinet Straight I’m Going To Cosh You In The Head With My Drill.” Alternatively titled, “If That Drill Comes Near My Head You’re Going To Get An Elbow To The…” I’ll let you fill in the blank.
As you can imagine, tons of fun posts coming up this week.
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kelly@TearingUpHouses
Is it wrong that all I could think after I read this post was, “I LOVE HER JEANS!”
Kelly