These past few days were full of progress, and we accomplished great things.
Though things may seem to be coming down to the wire,
I like to think that we have it all under control.
This retirement stuff, however, is for the birds,
and I have decided to go back to work - it was easier!
Fortunately we had plenty of help, and everyone was in high spirits.
For some reason, this kept happening though:
There are so many things wrong with that picture,
and I envy them their tasty beverages and lackadaisical ways.
Somehow we miraculously managed to get the correct color of paint on the right walls,
despite the apparent lack of work ethic and the copious amounts of rum.
Dr. Nails reminded me that our fabulous workers must be paid though,
and I would have to agree that they did a wonderful job.
Funny, one of the largest factors that came into play when deciding paint colors
was to ensure that it didn't look like baby poop : )
You know your life is about to change drastically when...