One way in...one way out.
It would be an understatement to say that it was a wreck. Hahaha. The look on my mom's face was priceless. The living room was covered in blue tarp (I forgot to take a picture) and the landlord's power tools were scattered around together with the flecks of paint that he chipped off the walls.
Here's how it looked:
I think the landlord got carried away with the wall panels. At least I have a brick wall now! Yay!
the kitchen.
Putting the bed together...
("preserved art"-->we found paintings inside the refrigerator...)
After a couple of hours...
TADA!
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It would be an understatement to say that it was a wreck. Hahaha. The look on my mom's face was priceless. The living room was covered in blue tarp (I forgot to take a picture) and the landlord's power tools were scattered around together with the flecks of paint that he chipped off the walls.
Here's how it looked:
I think the landlord got carried away with the wall panels. At least I have a brick wall now! Yay!
the kitchen.
Putting the bed together...
("preserved art"-->we found paintings inside the refrigerator...)
After a couple of hours...
TADA!
