After a long evening of floor tearing and dust sucking, we slept soundly. (The place is filthy! The old couple couldn't keep up with the house cleaning and left it all to me, Cinderella! ) Russ' work buddy Jay helped him tear up the floors (laminate over hard wood!) while I vacuumed up the debris and attempted to clean the bathrooms. I had never suffered a gag-reflex until faced with these toilets ... I promptly enlisted some assistance (more on that later!).
We crashed in the attic on sleeping bags and camped indoors. The only noise was the sound of crickets and Jay snoring. I counted 7 cars driving down the street before I fell asleep - Jay and Russ beat me to the Sandman.
I'm looking forward to my bed tonight, but missing the solitude of our home.
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