We borrowed our friends dump trailer…
Do you know what that is?
No! Well, it is this lovely contraption…
With it…we picked up the flooring and delivered it to Bessie…then we transferred it to the front porch, with a wave of my magical fairy wand from the fantabulous land of workdom… and Ta-dah all the flooring is neatly stacked on the porch…
other wonderful tools of the trade:
they make my heart go pitter pat…thu-thump, thu-thump…
and these, my unsuspecting serfs, urm, I mean willing particpants:
eagerly reporting for duty!
Hello friends and neighbors, ladies and germs…this is Mr. Clothespin here breaking in to this blog with an important anouncement…have some clothes you need to dry? Have a nose that needs protection?
Then look no further….Mr. Clothespin is all you need!
We slayed the evil smelling carpet, yes, mom, we did wear nose masks….and Muzzie, as much as you may have admired the lovely rose colored carpet…it was not salvagable…at all!
The next day, we went back for more…
Bring it, sonny!
Cory dutifully pulled up carpet tacking…throughout the entire thing…she deserves a cookie…
instead we got her ice cream…from here:
But not until we had done ALL of THIS:
Hannah and I conquered said foul tub and most of the girls bathroom:
UP, UP…AND AWAY…INTO YONDER DUMP TRAILER…HOORAY!!!
While Mr. Undaunted taught the fair maiden how to mend the castle:
Go, Grace! Go, Grace!
*tune in tomorrow for Saturday’s Work told in the picturesque language of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon