I'm back in my own home. After almost 2 weeks of hotel stays and mini-vaca's; I slept in my bed for the first time this weekend. And it was glorious. Due to the plumbing disaster we had in June, we definitely had to have some work done on the house to make it livable. So we decided to bundle some more additional work at the same time for a major 2+ week work session. Not going to lie - it made me cranky; very cranky. Especially when you have those days when you just want to come home from work and put something comfy on and watch TV. But instead there is an inch of saw dust on the sofa and the stairs have been removed from your bedroom.
But... that is all past now. James get MVP in the husband category. Upon my arrival Friday evening from a work trip - he made sure my poochie was back home, the house had been cleaned and even had all the laundry done! On top of working a very busy "Mary Kay Convention" week. And best of all, there was no man in my house named Ricardo kicking up more dust.
Here's a "During" photo of our stairs. Can you say Tetanus shots?
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