Brave took me up the ladder, fear reminded me that a ladder broke which caused my wrist to shatter the last time I was up a ladder. But there I stood on the second floor looking down where a floor use to be. This is the section where the two beams had to be replaced. The builder is re-using the smaller beams/slates that use to be there.
That space will be a living room… or in this shack-teau better known as a sitting room.
Everything gutted…
A slab will be created and then the ceiling will be installed underneath. As making cement outside is impossible due to the restrictions on the port, and impossible to carry a cement mixer up the narrow steps. The builder introduced us to another product. I forgot to take photos of it, so I will show you that another day. It looked like sheet rock but more solid than sheet rock.
Anyway.
The space above will be a bedroom.
We took the ceiling off to open up the roof line.
It sure feels lighter.
I walked across these planks a few times, eventually the builder noticed me doing so and remarked casually, "Oh stay on the yellow slab, because the other ones are not stable enough.
I about fainted as I was standing on those two brown boards taking photos.
Gulp.
Funny how I just noticed the old plaster wall was a pinkish color.
There is the ladder we used.
Images via Ikea
The kitchen I bought is through IKEA. It is light grey.
The counter will not be black, nor will there be any upper cabinets.
The counter top is faux marble.
This was a door in the apartment. Maybe we will use it as a window instead.
But who knows.
It is 97 cm wide.
This I fancy. It might be too overpowering, or industrial for the kitchen but I am toying with the idea of copper and grey.
When I showed French Husband he looked at me like I had lost my marbles.
Oh this light.
Nothing certain, just tossing ideas… and watching French Husband sweat, as dust swirls around.
If you have any questions let me know and I will try to answer them in the comment section.
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