SIX hours. mayne!

Six hours.
Six hours, cleaning that house.
And I swear to the sweet Lord above, if you were to walk in, you'd say I never touched it.

I was excited, motivated, ready to get in there and get started.
This is me, six hours later:



That look on my face?
It's disappointment.

That brown shirt I'm wearing?
It was white when I put it on.

DUDE!!! I'm so frustrated!!

Me and Gage did get the garage cleaned out really good.
So, I was able to move all my art supplies out there.....a few less boxes to maneuver around here.
I'm most excited about the big garage. I'm totally using it for my arts and crafts and painting and all that good, fun, old people stuff!!!

My feet are swollen and hurting SO bad! My back hurts. I have blisters all over my hands. My allergies are going crazy. Man, I'm getting old.
All that cleaning was the garage, sweeping, cleaning out cabinets. This place is so dirty.

So, tomorrow morning I get to go back and start scrubbing floors, counters, restrooms, walls.
We have to fix the roof before I can paint, because there are a few leaks.
....imagine that....

So, it looks like it's going to be closer to the middle of September before I can move :(
Oh well.
What can you do?
I'm just doing what I can, and hopefully with the help of my mom and step dad we can get this house ready to go!!

:)