To borrow the words of my favorite fellow Okie blogger PW I'm gonna keep it real here folks. You'll see the Playroom transformation from the beginning with pictures of the room "as-is". In other words - I didn't clean up before I took the following pictures. This is what the room looked like last week when I started this story - dust, dirt, junk, clutter, mess and all.
We bought this house from a sweet little widower, Mr. Miller. Mr. Miller is about 78 and very short (the short part becomes important later in the story). He had a rabbit store for years in our city and after he sold the store he sold rabbits from his home, Now our home. The Rabbit room is now our Playroom. Mr. Miller's carpentry skills were apparently lacking and his design was defiantly function over form and fashion. The bead board you see on most of the walls is where the rabbit cages were. Great for rabbits - not so great for us.
The project started out with the plan of simply painting, adding some new trim and putting down a new floor. After careful contemplation we've decided that paint and trim and flooring won't be enough. It's going to take demolition and drywall. And more time than I originally had Only Husband committed to but I know it will all be worth it in the end.
