Complaining about your remodeling experience is a bit like griping about your most recent cosmetic surgery procedure. People don’t want to hear about it. Period. You can almost hear them saying, “Well, genius, what part of this did you think was going to be a day at the park?”
I get this. Even though I have not elected to endure the pain of cosmetic surgery I did jump on the All American Remodeling Dream Wagon.
Almost 2 years later, fists full of dollars, cold showers, hot plates and dust, plenty of dust….we have walls.
Beautiful, glorious, space defining, brand-spanking new walls.
We have walls.
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