This Damn House

I'll get back to the tile story later. Today, picking up a loose end from last week: the under-cabinet disaster.

I went to bed full of despair. I woke up full of despair. I waited with my children at the bus stop, and probably would have been full of despair if I hadn't been full of freezing because it was a meeellion degrees below zero. While at the bus stop, I chatted with our neighbor. He's a small-job contractor, and he re-did our basement when we had a plumbing flood.

So we chatted and after the bus left with our children, he came into the house and viewed the situation and said "No problem. I fix. $600."

This morning he came over and started the job. Now it looks like this:

Or this

Wait. What's with that corner there...

There's a door behind the cabinet.

Wait. What?

On the other side of that wall there's just this closet.

It's a double depth coat closet, which always kind of confused us.

And there it is. That must be where the original door went!

The origins of our Very Strange Floorplan begin to reveal themselves.