17 September 2008
Last night I cleared out the remains of our old kitchen, and since this morning a whole gang of guys is ripping the tiles off the walls and making all kinds of holes for the electricity.
What a very odd feeling. You have a house, a home, and right at the centre where the kitchen should be there is this dirty gaping hole. Especially this morning, when all was still quiet, and nothing was left in the kitchen except the very last bucket of dirt...
I am so curious to see how things will have progressed tonight when I come back.