Today, I went back to work for the first time after 10 days. In those 10 days, we got a lot done on the attic, and elsewhere in the house. It's been exciting to see the room emerge over the past few days. We went from rough drywall, to a beautiful, more or less, dust free space.
Among the things we've accomplished in the past few weeks are windows. We needed a new window in the attic dormer, since the existing one appeared to be original to our 1920s house, so we pulled the trigger and replaced all of them at once. They're beautiful, with gorgeous grills to give them just a little bit of extra pizazz.
We have finally arrived at our blank slate. We've already decided on and ordered hardwood floor for 340 square feet. We've begun the process of planning for our permanent stairs, including railings, spindles, and nosings. I need to start thinking about paint colours and trims. On those things, I'm at a loss. Dark and cozy? Or light and bright?
We made the move on Tuesday to drag our bed upstairs and place it under the window, even though the room isn't finished yet. It's a beautiful place to sleep. Our fish found a new home here too, on the dresser I bought at a thrift store over a year ago. The space is so large, I've even set up a small sitting area at the end of the bed with the club chairs that desperately need to be reupholstered or slip covered. There's still room to spread out a yoga mat in the middle of the room.
There's still a lot to do, of course, but I'm feeling pretty proud of how far we've come.