There we go: a good establishing shot.
Our deluxe doorway awning. I will say that we're happy about this monstrosity when it's raining and we can't find our keys.
Finally removed every last scrap of drop ceiling from this room.
Random discovery: our kitchen light fixture is attached to a bungee cord, so that it moves freely from here....
...to here. Weird.
We took a calculated risk that this fan was indeed self-supporting and wouldn't tear the ceiling out when the drop ceiling was removed.
And, thank God, it worked.
Drop ceilings make an incredible mess.
Our kitchen has a strange keyhole arch leading to the living room; we're probably not going to mess with it now, but it's not our favorite part of the house.
Someone actually went to the trouble of putting stickers that say "Nautilus" on the stove light & vent. Who knows why.
The oven is pretty classic. Definitely works, and despite its vintage it was apparently used to store cereal for most of its career; the previous owner did all of her cooking in the basement.
Our back yard. Once we clear the vines and barbed wire away, I think it'll be pretty nice.
There appears to be some sort of primitive wind power apparatus attached to our patio. Maybe we'll try and get it working again...
This is the picture accompanying the encyclopedia entry for "gone to seed."
I'll tell you one thing. Ain't no looters getting in here.
Basement stairway: 22 in. wide! We've learned to walk sideways.
Yup, that's a wall made of doors.
This is a crawlspace in the back of the house. I presume this is where our skeletons are buried.
Can't knock the labeling.
It's the traditional satin-covered horseshoe hanging up in the basement. Wait, what?
The pastoral bliss of our vestibule wallpaper. You can almost smell the hay, can't you?
