The Zielskes are breaking ground today on a big little remodeling project that involves a) saving our front porch from falling into the ground and b) changing the entrance to the back of our house and c) re-siding and insulating our house so we may brave the brutal Minnesota winters with slightly lower heating bills.
We've lived in our 1918 bungalow since 1993. Even though it's a two-story house, the slanted roof lines in each of our closets qualifies us to reside in "bungalow" world.
We aren't adding any true living space to our home; just making some much needed upgrades to the dwelling, and likely spending a bit too much of our childrens' college funds in the process.
Part of getting ready has meant clearing out our family room and moving Dan's enormous record collection. I have complained about this record collection taking up too much of our already precious, old-house storage space as it is, but I have to admit, there really are a few bright spots, such as this:
As Dan was pulling more and more albums from the soon to be demolished cabinets, I realized that I also contributed to this space-stealing collection, but let's be honest: my albums are pretty special. There's this:
I woke up in love this morning. I woke up in LOVE this morning. Went to bed with you on my mind. Anyone? Hello? You feel me?
It took Dan two full days to pull everything out, box it up, and move it to the basement. And that was just the LP collection. There were his 45s to contend with as well.
Wishful thinking, mister.
Suffice to say, if you ever want to come to a party at the Zielskes, bring your record players.
We'll be gettin' the funk out your face for sure.