We have a roof over our kitchen. Yes, you read that right—a roof. It’s one of the first things you see when you walk through our front door. I’ve never shown you the roof before, because it’s not necessarily my favorite part of our house. At first I hated the roof with every ounce of my being and had big plans to get rid of it, but it has grown on me over the past (almost) four years. I recently strung some lights around it, and I think it looks a bit better now. I fell in love with this house because it was unique, and what is more unique than a kitchen roof? I might as well learn to love it!
I’m glad I got that off my chest. Does your home have any
dirty ugly little secrets?