The brown truck stopped today and left a BIG box and a lot of little boxes. We've been waiting for this moment. They represent one of the first real, concrete decisions we've made. So much is still on paper, or tape/chalk on the floor, or is a dirty mess-in-progress, but these boxes represent the finish line.
Oh sure, you want to see what's inside, don't you? OK, but promise you won't pass judgement until you see them in the proper setting -- on the wall!
PS - about a third of the second floor window sashes have made it to Sorrell's where they're getting new glass.
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