there are many lamps on the first floor. and they all look like they’ve been there for many, many years.
(left) in my future office. notice the funny dangling teardrop crystals? (right) in the foyer.
(left) in the second entrance. yes, there are two entrances. (right) in the living room. very “pink french poodle.”
(left) in the bedroom. (right) in the kitchen. (ack! that one’s got to go. but the rest are starting to grow on me.)
and there are no lamps on the second floor, just sad naked light bulbs.
after moving in many of my tools – finally i have a workshop – we discovered, last week, that the lock on the garage door was broken. it did not appear to be broken at first, but when you put a key into it – any key – you could twist the entire lock and unlock the garage door. i couldn’t wait to get in there and fix it. i’m now a locksmith. i cannibalized another lock in the house that’s broken, and rekeyed the garage door lock to match one of the house keys for another door. 
janeen did some major cleanup (j: and recycling!) – there was dust, broken tile, broken wall board and plywood, nails, plaster all piled on the floor and in the bath tub. then we took out the cast iron tub and we maneuvered it downstairs. more good news (for me): the sewer pipe, which i thought i was going to have to move, is already in the right place for the new toilet location.
