Are you inside or outside?

Someone, I won't say who, had the brilliant idea that Labor Day weekend would be the perfect time to completely gut and redo our main bathroom. So we started on Friday ripping out everything that was there, down to the studs, only to find that the studs in the outside wall left oh so much to be desired. So out came the window, out came the carpenter ants, and in went new studs and a new window frame and eventually, after much sweating and cursing, a new window.

While we were sans window, Sedona was standing outside while Jeremy and I were just inside the gaping hole. She just stared at us for a minute, very concerned. Then threw up her hands and yelled, "Are you inside or outside?!" "We both replied that we reallly weren't sure.

Here are a few pictures of our ongoing bathroom saga. I'd like to pretend that I will have a picture of the "after" in the near future, however, sadly I'm afraid that it might never happen. So hang in there.