I was painting the ceiling, and Sandra opened up the closet. She asked what I was planning of the inside of the closet. I laughed and said the same as the walls. She was like what?! And I said, "Yeah, so when you open the door, it disappears! AAAAAAAAAAKAKAKAkaakakaakAKAKA... We are too funny.
And yes, the inside of the door got painted to match the walls.
Buying a house in San Francisco is definitely a treat and a trick. You've got to navigate the people and politics before you can get in, then you have to wrestle with an old house to keep it up. There are the tales of my ups and downs as a new homeowner in San Francisco.
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