My house has a walk-in refrigerator! You probably call yours the garage. It’s probably the “tomato” – “tomoto” thing. But it is convenient that it is so *#&@ cold here in Connecticut that food is staying fresh and soda cold in the garage. Which is also a good thing when the sub-zero (our real refrigerator and the only thing surviving the demolition of the old kitchen) is one floor above this tiny operating kitchen and behind a sealed plastic wall. I’ve found a good way to diet — if the fridge containing all the snacks requires shoes and a coat, a set of keys, and a trip up the stairs out thru the dining room slider and into the kitchen slider to get to. No wonder I’m losing weight — and I thought it was all the worrying about the money being spent on this remodel.
So, with all the stuff out of the room it looks so big. Wonder how we can keep the illusion as we put the kitchen and sitting room back together? The carpenters started laying the new hardwood floor last week, but work got delayed by last week’s snow storm (8″ on Friday). Tomorrow is supposed to see ALL of the sheetrock installed — that will be quite a feat! Then work will most likely be halted again as we deal with this week’s foot of snow. One storm a week — more than we need — seems to be the pattern. Hubby has really put the hours on the snowblower and my errand for tomorrow is to pick up a cable to repair it before Wednesday’s “big blow”. I’ve taken the annual picture of hubby and blower, but will have ample opportunity for more, I think.
