My dad's fingers covered in primer while eating a sandwich. Never one to be daunted by a little paint, blood, or 300 pound mattresses, my dad insisted on eating his sandwich without cleaning his hands... even a couple chips (which required finger dexterity and not a few flecks of paint in the mouth, I'm sure).
The kings of 25 year old mattresses. Two of the mattresses in better shape were taken by a guy at the dump to be used for his dogs...Reacher scoffed when he heard this and declared that he only wanted to sleep on our mattress, with sheets.
And now for the pictures we all know you came here to see:
We primed the new drywall downstairs. That is pretty much it...sorry to disappoint. But do you see the stacks of barnwood for the ceiling?? Exciting.
Proof that my 8 ton kitten really does eat while lying down. (laying? lying? I looked it up but lost interest, which one is it?)
It was like Christmas at the lake as I got to open more of the items that have come in...lights, faucets, sinks (beautiful). Hopefully there will be more updates soon!