A house is not a home. Cliche. Still, my home is in this house and it's essential I make it homey.
Hubby came home the other night announcing that he saw another flora, two blocks away, currently undergoing major upgrade. Read: when is our next house project?
Come weekend, he invited me to join him for walk. Read: Spy on the construction. Nonchalantly, we walked and graze at the house but I dropped the act, stood still and took a good look. Someone noticed. He happens to be the one in charge and was actually walking just a few steps ahead from the owner. He kindly asked us if we wanted to see more from the inside. Qs and As were thrown in while peeking at different areas of the house. What with the undermount kitchen sink, the lighting, fixtures and finishing details, the COST, it's a bit overwhelming really.
Before we know it, we are chummy with the owner, who has invited us back to have another look when the house is finished already.
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