After a few days of pictures of me unconscious on the floor it was time to post one up of Theresa. First, I post this with her permission because it really completes the story. We're down to the last bit of stuff, well there's always more then you know. we had a steady stream of people come by yesterday, including family and friends to take things or help us out. The dumpster arrived and that is on its way to be filled up with a pick-up time around 2 pm today. An I have to still put in the countertops and a few more things I told the buyers I would do. I'm trying, but the clock is ticking.
And then there's some running around to do regarding the town and well water work and results.
Big shout out to my stepmother Patty who came and played Devil's advocate, referee, and laborer who brought a sense of reason, and reality, to actually how far away we were from being done. She busted her ass with us for about three straight hours. Of course I did have to feed the
help and the three of us had a great lunch, and drinks, over at Al's Airport Inn, our local hang. It was the kind of lunch that could have turned into dinner, ended of course with an Uber ride home.
Today is going to be a bitch. Around 100+ degrees. Lots to do, places to go, and people to see. It's T-minus 24 hours and right now it's 330 AM. Time to get to work.