It's like this...

After finishing the dining room we went straight to work on the living room. We only had two injuries on our work crew the entire five days we slaved. OSHA would be proud of us, though we might get in trouble for using child labor. Only one injury required a visit to the doctor and that was Ashley. When we ripped out the carpeting it had been nailed down to the floor all around the rooms. When the boards were ripped out we had rusty nails on them. They were placed in a box and Ashley cut herself on them. I called the pediatrician to make sure her tetanus was up to date. Of course it wasn't I won't go into the gory details here, but suffice it to say it took three nurses to hold her down for the shot. The other injury was to Lance, same thing with a nail. Nurse Budlet took very good care of him, cleaning and bandaging his wound. And now....on to the slide show of our living room and it's renewal!

Or in other words, when my father leaves we spend five days killing ourselves in this house. And by killing ourselves, I mean we ripped up carpeting in the dining room and living room that had been there since prehistoric times. We painted over dark wood paneling and yellow fuzzy wallpaper. We taped off, we primered, we painted. We discovered interesting flooring under the carpeting which we stripped, cleaned and then applied two coats of wax. We went without sleep---literally. Here's a slide show of just our work on the dining room. I'll do the living room once I've regained my strength. Just in case you missed it in the fast slide show, here's the finished product.

I swear, sometimes I am too stupid and clumsy to live. Case in point. See this? Yeah, that's my right foot. I fell down the stairs yesterday morning as I was trying to get out of the house on time to get to work. BAM and I'm down. Three toes busted and my foot is swollen. I'm hobbling around like a 90 year old woman. Like I said, bubble wrap. Lots and lots of bubble wrap. It's the only thing that will save me.

My life...busy as it was....just got busier. I now have my two youngest removed from public school. Alli is doing an online school and she's appearing to love it. Ash is mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Did I mention she's all mine? She'd been pleading to be home schooled for some time now and when she discovered that if she was HOME SCHOOLED she wouldn't have to get up so early every morning, well that just did it for her. She's SO not a morning person. There have been bottles of water involved in prying her from her warm snuggy bed on occasion. Honestly, getting her up in the morning is like trying to pry Obama off his money-printing machine. It simply can't be done without a whole lotta muscle involved and blood pressure high enough to cause a stroke. For me, not her. So, now she gets to sleep in, which works out nicely as Daddy works late nights and now he doesn't have to be awakened early every morning. And I get to home school her. It's as thou...