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New Sliding Door

We are doing lots of improvements to our home: new bedroom, renovated bathroom, crown molding, renovated closets, a new office (Lilah’s old bedroom) and the removal of  a radiator and two windows to make room for the installation of a sliding glass door.    Greg and I always joke around that we spend so much time talking and dreaming and planning for work that when it actually happens, sometimes it feels like it has always been.  




I love my door.  I love to sit at my dining room table and enjoy a real breeze.  I love the natural light it lets into my home.  Right now my back yard is nothing much to look at but I can see the potential for a patio and an outdoor living space.  Someday the pool will no longer be there and I can imagine gardens and a beautiful bird bath.  I can imagine a peaceful place in the middle of a not so peaceful neighborhood.  I wonder when that finally happens, if I will sit back with my cup of coffee hand in hand with Greg and feel like it always was.....

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  1. Anytime we have renovated in the past it seems to take forever. Hoping yours is going quickly and smoothly. Looking forward to seeing the finished product.
    Blessings
    Diane

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  2. Oh yes. I love 'possibilities'. I have so loved seeing all your renovations. The only thing that would make it better is actually seeing it in person!! I know you are all going to love your new space!!! <3

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