Tearing Down the Wall

After days and days and days and days and days of time alone in the many small closets of our new home with a few friends I like to call toxic paint fumes, gotta admit that discouragement had begun to set in, and maybe a small case of the crazies.  But it's exciting to finally see the possibility of noticeable change around the corner....  It's just too bad my pictures of the hours I've spent painting closet doors and shelves and trim don't show quite as impressive in the photos.  Aaron just hogs all the "showy" jobs! :)

A little sad I missed out on all the cathartic blows to the wall ... 

Oh yeah - Dad,....I think you maybe made it wrong cause it fell over...

But let me know what you all think!  Better without the wall?