Right where we directed it to come from,
via modern plumbing techniques and a spirit of marital cooperation.
There will be another post about Lauren and I and our mad plumbing skills. But the long shot of it is this. Running water. In our house. Coming out of the pipes we wanted it to. Un-&^%$#@-believable.
I was poking around the nooks and crannies of the internet and found an old blog of Lauren's. You can check it out here if you'd like fodder for teasing her later.
What I found was a bunch of pics from before we started tearing the house apart. One picture caught my eye because it was followed by the line:
"Dining room. I'm thinking some fancy plaster crown molding. Levi is thinking I am crazy."
|This is before we found the arch. Before we tore down the wall bisecting the room. Before I lost my mind.|
I'd say she got her fancy plaster crown.
We've gone from this:
There's a few more, but I'll save them for emergency blog posts. And we ain't done yet! We are on the home stretch and the end is in sight. We are slashing through this punch list in the hopes of living IN our house soon. Keep coming back!