to the beach and back

We spent the week at the beach.  Enough said....there is never anything bad about a week at the beach.  I enjoy trying out my telephoto lens from 12 floors up.....

....and I loved sleeping in my own bed and waking to a puppy on my feet again.

And now....it's back to the hammer and nails. This post....she's a coming down.

I've been trying to figure out for a last weeks whether this was a load bearing column.  After talking to a good friend and architect, we had the great idea to call the builder of the house.  I talked to him, and he was gracious and patient, and looked up the original (19 year old) plans. 

I was THRILLED to find out this was not a load bearing support!  So out it comes, and the area between the kitchen and family room will be completely open,  clear and barrier free

 

But the boy is not happy with me. 

This kitty was a Christmas gift, and he picked this post for kitty to live.  It's great.  Except that I'm going to tear it down, and he is not happy.  He says he is going to tape himself to the post and not let me demo.  We even offered to let him swing the hammer, and he is still not happy about the loss of kitty's home.

 

 

But he left, and I did this.

He will not be happy with me.

 

Kitty trusts me to find her a new home though.

 

**Update: we're having friends over for a last minute, casual dinner: the family made me stop the construction. Which I don't get, really, since they all know me and how I am....I mean, what's a little construction dust between friends??