Before I go on about the remodeling, I had to write about how we approached this. Moving is a lot of work but stack on remodeling before moving in, there’s another level of stress. It has affected my overall memory and I find that I usually lose track of things. Maybe it's just old age... Continue Reading →
(Warning: The following images are graphic and may cause nightmares. And language may be a bit coarse.) The first call I got from Paul after doing the final walk through was about the carpet. "It looks like an abandoned meth den," he told me. "What the fuck did we get into?" Once we officially received... Continue Reading →
It's with great pleasure (and not to mention a lot of stress) that Paul and I have purchased our first home. We wavered on buying a place for a while, especially after the rent on our condo spiked. But just as interest rates hit an all-time low, we could no longer ignore the benefits of homeownership. When... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen 