Sunday, October 23, 2011

More demo…..


Looking into the old laundry closet…..

I wasn’t able to find a pic of the old laundry closet before demo began…probably because it was never much to really look at. It was actually an itty bitty bathroom that we converted into the laundry closet. It was just barely big enough to turn around in…..

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Looking at the old cubby that was above the laundry room closet…….

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Looking in from bathroom doorway…….

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Exhausted but still at it! Don’t you love the toilet sitting in the hallway? What your house doesn’t look like this?

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I keep telling myself how beautiful it will be when all done! LOL….

Have a great week!!!


ℳartina @ Northern Nesting said...

It's getting there Des! I LOVE that wallpaper!! Martina

Kelly said...

You're so funny! No. My house doesn't look like that, but it sort of did last week while we were painting. Ha! Have faith it will all be worth it in the end. Think how much more pleasant doing laundry will be afterwards.

Kim @ Savvy Southern Style said...

You always have to make a mess to make something look better. When I can get hubby to work on my powder room the toilet will be in the hall, too.

Anonymous said...

Luke’s Army

Almost three years after the death of my son, Luke Borusiewicz, who died at the age of two years old in foster care (the average age of children who die in foster care is four and under), the inquest into his death has still not begun.
A pre-inquest conference was held last week where I attended by phone, but hung up minutes into the conference after hearing blatant and misleading lies from the Queensland Department of Community Services representative. It disgusts me that anyone can tell lies about a deceased baby, but a senior representative of an agency existing in the interests of protecting children, telling lies to protect its own evil interests is incorrigible.
The judge at the conference has ruled that Luke’s death has still not been investigated properly, another abomination.

I promised Luke the last time I looked at him laying there in his coffin I would do something about what the department of community services had done to him, and that I would do something to fix the child protection and foster care system, which had mistreated him from the time they had come into our lives.
People need to realize, this is not a one off case. Atrocities like this are a daily occurrence in the department of community services, world wide.
These child protection officers are answerable to no one, they are unaccountable for their actions and operate behind a media ban which helps to conceal their mistakes and malpractice.
The department of community services complaints hotline is a smoke screen for the department, acting as an early warning system alerting the department when their dishonest and unethical behavior has been discovered, allowing time for false statements to be concocted, evidence to be destroyed, and threats against distraught parents to be made.

Whilst the media are gagged when it comes to exposing the corruption rife within the department of community services, and politicians turn their back on the problems, I have devoted my life to this issue. Parental rights are a thing of the past once a child protection worker enters a family home. The onus is on discrediting a parent, no matter how much love the child and parents have for each other. Luke was everything I ever lived for, still is and always will be. I am quite prepared to go to jail for speaking out about the abuse of power and families by the department of community services staff, especially management, which is where the root of this child stealing machine is routed.
This last month, first time visitors to the site have increased by 650%. The website Crimes Against Fathers ( has contributed toward a facelift and maintenance for the site.

I am in the process of picking myself up, and dusting myself off. I still can’t talk about what was done to Luke, I wake up screaming and crying from nightmares, but my faith in God, and my solicitor, eases my anguish.
The next step for me is to establish a commercial vegetable growing enterprise entitled “Luke’s Army Vegetables”, which will be sold with labels containing links to the website, and the desperate pleas of parents who have been mistreated by the department of community services, their children wrongly removed.
This plan is already underway. Through this venture I intend to fund legal support for parents who have no hope in this corrupt and cruel system of gaining true legal support.

I would like to sincerely thank the many people who have given their support and encouragement through this sad time in my life. Thankyou so much for those who post on the site, and all who have joined Luke’s Army, which is now reaching 5000 members strong. Most of all I would like to thank my Lukey Pookey, who showed me what love is, and has given me everything I have in my life, I owe you my life Luke, I love you more than anything in the world son, for ever and ever, RIP.

Luke’s Dad,
Michael Borusiewicz

Life's misfortunes fall disproportionately upon the young

Layn @ said...

I can totally relate to the toilet in the hallway. When we remodeled our house prior to the one now, we (meaning my husband) put the toilet in the front entryway. Unfourtunatly, it sat there a little longer than I thought it would. So, when people would come over during our renovation I told them that it was the guest bathroom. :-)

Your house is AMAZING!!! LOVE IT!