Apparently we are the kind of people who will look at each other and say, “Let’s knock down that wall.” Thirty minutes later I’m vacuuming up drywall dust and tiny screws, a pile of smashed drywall and metal studs behind us. There’s something so satisfying about demolition work! In the basement we had two little rooms at the bottom of the stairs, one of which was roughed in as a bathroom, the other one containing the electrical panel. Graham’s been needing a place to keep tools and Guy Stuff in the house, so he got the idea to knock out the wall in between these two little rooms to make himself a small workshop in the basement. My reaction was something along the lines of “HELL YEAH” because it means that I will no longer have to suffer piles of tools in the front hallway, and those two little tupperware containers filled with screws that have been sitting by the front door for a month? Well, they will now have a little home all their own, and that makes me happy. Graham likes to work with tools, needs a place to build stuff and fix stuff, and now he’ll have it. All we’ll need to do is drywall in one of the doors so that the room is enclosed. Score!
Yesterday we shoveled the driveway a few times. Well, Graham shoveled the driveway a few times. I helped during the middle shoveling session. We got a lot of snow! I think it’s nice to have snow for Christmastime, but as Graham put it this morning, “It feels like we live in Alberta.”



Cute picture! From our chat together it sounds like you guys have a lot to offer a child. I’ll be awaiting any future developments on this issue…
Yes, tear down work is fun. You’re lucky to married to a handy guy. I am too and I thank gosh for it everyday.
Isn’t it funny how often times it’s the tearing down that allows the space for new stuff to spring up? Good for you on saying “yes” to the possibility of both . . .
PS — My husband and I were married for 10 years before we adopted our daughter last year. We just couldn’t decide whether or not we wanted to be parents, whether or not we were CALLED to be parents. And then, all of a sudden, there was a YES.