A Peep

The fact that I didn't get any pictures of the pencil drawings on the wall in our new place was still bugging me, so after seeing Sweetie's place, we went up 10 storeys to our place for a peep. We waited in vain for the elevator, because a strange worker was hogging it (I say strange, because he kept going up and down the block in that lift, refusing to let us get in even though there was space). So we walked. Rather, we huffed and puffed our way up 20 flights of stairs.

The granite's up. Or should I say, down. On the floor. Very well laid. Could only see hairline gaps between tiles. Couldn't walk around much - cement in the bedrooms still drying up. Except for my room, which is currently housing loads of sand.

And yes, I got my pictures of the pencil drawings :-)