The husband who lived here before spent a lot of time doing little home renovation projects. Now we understand why many of them were done very poorly.I imagine that when he put the ceiling in the bathroom, he left that little opening to stash his vodka bottles, out of sight of his unwitting wife.
Or maybe I'm the unwitting wife and Eric has been popping down to the basement for a little nip every now and again. Thankfully, I'm pretty sure the bottles are pretty old -- or at least pre-date our July move in.
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Hah! I love how it seems that each bottle is bigger than the next - as if each new project required more vodka to get through it. :)
Lesley,
I know -- when I was pulling out of the ceiling, it was like clowns coming out of a clown car.
Or maybe it was the wife, slipping in for a midnight shot?
...or maybe it was me?
Brilliant! But $100 bills would have been nicer, I think...
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