I cut a hole in the wall and I liked it. (There really are too many commercials for the Katy Perry DVD on TV right now). Back to the hole. YEP, there’s a hole in my wall, on purpose. Nothing was leaking, there were no fires and nothing had burst. I just wanted a hole.
You see, my upstairs hallway is a dark sad cave (see it with your own eyes here).
Our guestroom however is bombarded with natural light from a lovely big bay window. So I thought I would steal some of the guest room’s natural light, and give it to the hallway…by cutting a hole in the wall. Now now, I’m not gonna leave it as a big gaping hole. It will be turned into a transom. Transom’s are something that an Edwardian home would have had. We do have one operating transom above our front door.
So after cutting a great big ole hole in the wall, I will case it, trim it, paint it, get some custom glass cut, install it, and I will have a pretty transom.
Until then…HOLE
Lazy boy – making your wife cut such a big hole in the wall by herself!!
Apparently my sarcasm was wasted on you father. I cut the hole.
You cut it? Oh yes that’s right… I must have been the one complaining about how my arms are too weak and whimpering “can you do it?”.