On Sunday Brent worked on his shop all day. We lived in here before we started and while we were building our house. He has moved walls to seperate the building with one half being his "mancave". I was going to make a section into a scrapbook room but I didn't want to worry about mice chewing on my stuff.
My Dad gave us his pool table. He is the sweetest. He just wanted a steak dinner in exchange. Can do!
After this project is finished, I may never see Brent again. Except for, well, you know :)
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