So I'm done with that, but I've had the building contractor in since Monday. I'm having repairs and painting done to my late husband's room, the hallway, and the dining room, and new doors will be installed in all but the great room. Not only did I have to relocate pictures, knick-knacks, and the smaller pieces of furniture, but I also had to finish boxing Dave's books and then shift and relocate 6 bookcases of my books, including two which stretch floor to ceiling high. My sister and I were laughing because right now our great room looks like it belongs to a hoarder. Put all this to-ing and fro-ing together with only 5 hours sleep for the past 3 nights, and I feel like I've been in a train wreck. Between the air compressor and hammering, the chattering of the workers in Spanish, their radio playing Latino music, and the dogs barking at every little sound, there's no way I can catch a nap either. I'll probably just drop in my tracks after dinner tonight.
We added it onto the back of the house when my mom and sister moved in, just so we could spread out a little more without always bumping into each other.
