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Might as well get his opinion.
“I wouldn’t open it up,” he said. “This kitchen is huge and open to the eating area on one side and you can see into the family room back there. No reason to knock any more walls down.”
“Agreed,” she said. “I like the large entryways rather than open concept. Did you notice the pocket doors that would shut the two rooms off? The same with the office?”
“I did,” he said. “A great feature. I was hoping you’d keep them. Do they work?”
“They work with a lot of tugging and pulling.”
“That’s an easy fix,” he said.
“When the time comes,” she said. “Way down on my list. I don’t need an office and won’t be using that room. Both will sit empty for a while, but at least I can paint them. The rooms. Not the wood or the doors. I’m keeping that natural.”
He nodded his head and walked around the kitchen. “I’d put an island in here. It’s so open and big, it seems off balance empty like this. I’d put the stovetop in the island too, not right next to the oven.”
“I thought that too,” she said. “I was hoping it could be done.”
“Anything can with the right amount of money. It’s electric and not gas so easier to do,” he said.
She listened to everything else he’d said. Most of it was keeping the setup the same. “There’s a big pantry here,” she said. “It’s got the laundry room off of it. I don’t like that. I’d like to move that upstairs but down the line too.”
“Show me the rest of the house if you don’t mind,” he said.
“Can we order pizza first?” she asked. “I’m starving.”
“Sure,” he said.
She pulled her phone out, ordered their dinner to be delivered and then brought him upstairs.
“Again,” she said. “More room than I need. Four bedrooms and two full baths up here. The rooms are huge.”
“I thought it was five bedrooms, three and a half baths,” he said.
“The basement. I’m saving that scary part for the end.”
The basement hadn’t been touched in fifty years, she was sure. No way she’d use that bathroom or put a bed down there either. Not that she needed that space.
“Your bedroom is done,” he said.
“Believe it or not, this room was bright white. I need it dark to sleep. No primer needed here and the first room I took care of.”
Her curtains were up too, blocking out as much light as she could.
“It’s a massive amount of space. How big is the closet?”
“Not as big as it should be with the size of the room.”
“You can fix that. Take some space from the room and enlarge the closet,” he said. “That’s what I’d do.”
“Sure,” she said. “I’ll add that to my list of money drains.”
He laughed at her and moved into the bathroom. “Not too bad in here.”
“No,” she said. “I think it might have been the last thing they updated about twenty years ago.”
The walk-in shower was tile. It was white and clean, the grout not so much, but her father said he’d clean it out with a sander when he did the bathroom downstairs this weekend. She’d fresh the grout and it’d be good as new.
The big corner tub with jets was an eyesore and she’d love nothing more than to get rid of it and put a freestanding tub in its place. Not that she had much time for baths, but it was a nice dream.
