For all of you who are pulling your hair out trying to cook and clean and get ready for a herd of relatives let me gift you the sight of my main bathroom. You can't even see the floor anymore. This should make you feel better. You can't get worse than this.
Thankfully I am not having anyone over but all the same-a mess is a mess and it's just getting bigger by the day. We did get the cement board up this week which was no fun at all.
My job was to squirt it down as The Mister drilled in the screws. You can't let this dust get airborne. It does very nasty stuff to your lungs.
Now we are on to the drywall portion of the entertainment. Slowly but surely people, slowly but surely.
Finally let me say that I have become pretty immune to the parade of passing rock stars but this one is a big heartbreaker. I might not have been a big fan of his music but I was a big fan of him-hubba, hubba. You just don't get cuter than this. Godspeed, Keith Partridge. I think I love you-still.