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08/29/2010

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Nice! I've always wanted a bay window, but my house doesn't have any. I recently improvised a window seat with a cedar chest and two bookcases.

Oh that's going to look so nice when it's all done.

I have a window seat. It's just a big picture window, not a bay window. The only problem is if you sit down the bottom of the window is level with the top of your head.

Who knows what the previous owners were thinking when they did that!

How does one live without air conditioning??


-C

Please let me know if you'd be interested in adopting a 36 year old woman? I'm housetrained and, for the most part, I am pretty quiet. Let me know.

PS - Chris: we don't have A/C either. It's allegedly not supposed to get that hot by the ocean... It does.

I love the window seat - can't wait to see the finished project.

Is all that really going to get done this week? And then how long do they think everything upstairs going to take? I've just recently decided to have a wall put up to replace the iron railing on my loft above the dining room. After reading all your posts, I'm not allowed to complain about my one little project at ALL.

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