The staircase at the front of my parents' house is one of those features. It's much more alluring than the 1970s addition in the back of the house. I think there are too many layers of linoleum on the floor to count, and I really really don't know why the previous owners had a hot tub in what became my room over the kitchen.
That didn't make any sense to me at all.
Anyway. You can obviously see why I love the staircase. If you can't, duh. Seriously. You need help.
2 comments:
I forgot to mention the Harry Potter cupboard under the stairs! Definitely worth noting.
I love, love reading about your Maine trip. You should totally write a novel. You make me wish I were there.
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