This is how I spent my Labor Day holiday--painting said pantry and then moving it (with the help of the brother-in-law) into the kitchen. I once again was covered in paint, though I don't believe I got any in my hair this time.
|freshly painted--baseboard to be added later|
Whilst I was finishing up the bottom shelf on the right, my 87 year old across-the-street neighbor walked over. He had been outside in his swing and saw me painting. Turns out, he knew my last name and knew my entire family back to my great-grandfather, of course. (And yes, that is a refrigerator on my carport. I promise I'm not that person!)
|freshly moved in|
...once it's anchored and I can safely hang the picture in a central spot.
Yay! It's almost done! Thanks for stopping by!