A few weeks ago, Elaine and I attacked the attic on Memorial Day. It was the most productive Memorial Day of my life. I don’t know for sure, but I think part of the whole holiday involves bar-b-queing and relaxing. We did not relax!
Instead, Elaine and I attacked the attic. When this project started, the attic looked a little scary.
John’s taxes are organized chronologically by year, and I am so proud of that! We have winter bibs and flannels sheets tucked away. Elaine scrubbed the floors and baseboards while I cleaned, packed and organized. Her job turned out to be more interesting than mine. We switched out her water about five times because it kept turing black. The oil burning stove pipe leaked a little and left a nice layer of soot over the entire upstairs. Yummy, right?
It is gone now! The floors are practically shining and I will sleep all the better for it! The east room is completely empty now, so I can start moving my things up here. We can’t get the two mattress springs out. They didn’t fit down the stairs, so we aren’t sure how they got up here in the first place. John is going to have to literally cut them apart.
We have 25 days left! Thanks for reading!