Blinded by the Light

Remember the other day when I said I could see the light at the end of the tunnel? Well here is proof.

First, late into the night my family came to the rescue...paint, paint, paint.


Then a little comic relief form KC.

Then a little painting love from my girl Shawna. Remember the jealousy post? Well, she was the one who had my back. This night however, she had my paint brush. She painted away.


After all that hard work, the pros got to work laying the floor. That is James and Raymond in the back...working hard laying my NEW FLOORS!!!



Of course, we needed a little more comedy to make fun of the stress we have lived in the past 8 months. So here is my man, pretending to lay my floors. He could have done it, really he could have. We could have, and I really wanted to, but timing was not on our side.



Now, if I could just get the table cleaned off again, then the pictures hung back on the walls, then the walls need touching up, and then the bar needs to be tiled, and somewhere along the line the bookcases need to get out of The Beezoos room. Where did the light go? Really, it was here a moment ago. I am sure of it.