This is currently what one-half of our lower level looks like.
In a word: gnarly.
Gnarly in a bad way, not bitchen
like the rad surfers we like totally
love when we’re on vacation.
I can’t stand venturing down here.
Just the narstiest.
The other half (which I refuse to reveal)
is an unfinished space male teens hang
and rehearse with their screamo band.
It has only slightly less gnarl.
We aim to change this.
We’ve begun tackling the first half…
800 square feet will become a sort of suite with a bath.
I’m designing, and the studly husband
(we’ll call him The Norwegian) is executing.
We’re a great team and love such projects.
(Full disclosure: we are giddy during the process.)
Workout equipment to be craigslisted.
Future bedroom where enormous Belgian sideboard
now resides (lower cupboards can accomodate
children and of course, they have).
Can you spy The Norwegian?
Ugly. Raw. Gnarlia.
View towards back of the space where bath will be.
I hope to share our progress!
Already the space has been insulated and partially framed.
Stay tuned and do share your best suggestions/ideas!
Peace to you right where you are.