Most people would jump at the chance to go out and have a nice dinner and see a movie when the kids go away for a night. Not us. We rather enjoy tearing up carpet, moving more furniture into the garage, taping, and scraping popcorn ceiling until 2 a.m. We realize we have a twisted view of dating, but that is what our life has turned into. Notice the hole in the ceiling to the left of Reba's head. This is out kitchen. We are proud of the hole, but are looking forward to it getting filled next week. So instead of a night out until 2 a.m. at a bar somewhere, we were home sweating through our face masks. We are on a mission this Labor Day weekend and that mission is to step up to the standard of what Labor Day is. A day, or in our case, three days of Labor. We have our contractor coming on Tuesday and the more demolition and scraping we do now, the faster he can do his work and the more money we save.
Once we took our advil and went to bed, our bodies were burning, from the 16 hour day or from the heavy asbestos fumes we were breathing in. The next morning we did wake without children in the home, but we lay there with eyes open, staring at the ceiling, not wanting to move a muscle. It was only the mention of Starbuck's that pulled us out of bed. We made it to pick up the kids from my parents', and came home to a day of buying and painting doors for the house. Oh, that's right, another goal by Tuesday is for us to have the doors painted (2 coats) and put up in the house. So, while we were painting out in the driveway, one of our children was napping, one was playing legos and the other had filled up a tub with water and went in fully clothed. He was happy, as were we. We got a lot done again today, but we were wipe out at the end. With the kitchen still in shambles and no family room, we did what any normal person would do...out to eat and a movie with the kids. We had a great night and laughed a lot with the kids...Just what the doctor ordered. Now, it is off to bed. Good night.
Robb
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