We get to the fun part.
After a year or so of building and after several years of planning and designing, Miss Carol and me started doing the fun stuff.
No,no,no, not THAT fun stuff.
I mean the fun stuff that is the finish work on The Little House of Horrors.
On Friday I installed the kitchen cabinets and then my little brother and me and a friend of my little brother’s finished roughing in the island and laid the plywood for the counter tops.
She’s starting to look more like the adult playhouse I’d envisioned and less like the excruciatingly painful labor fest that she’s been.
It’s fun now.
Over the decades and centuries that Miss Carol and me have been married I’ve slowly realized that no matter how much room we had, no matter how big or small a house we had, when we have people over, they’d all congregate and cluster in the kitchen.
So-somehow learning from these life lessons- I made the main living space in The Little House of Horrors mostly all kitchen and all of it mostly adult style playroom.
There is no living room or den or Me Only Room- there’s just the main living area/kitchen, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a media room (can we say 8′ porn? yes oh yes, I think we can).
It’s gonna be everything we need to continue our little life of self-indulgence.
And it was while I was taking these pictures that I suddenly realized The Little House of Horrors might actually be slowly evolving into The Church of Adult Fun and here I was, staring at her altar.
Can I get an aMEN?
Can I get a Praaaaaiiiiise Jeeeeesus?
I think I can.