My mother-in-law is on her way with a broom and an overnight bag. She is planning to stay and help me clean until Paul returns tomorrow night.
I really don’t know what to say. I’m not able to describe to you the force that is being unleashed in my home. Picture Atila the Hun.
Am I frightened?
This is me girding up my loins.
I am going to go free base some Vitamin B.
The good news is that any of you will soon be able (and welcome!) to have surgery performed on any surface of my home.
This might be my last post.