It has been almost a year and a half since my mom died. We are still working on getting her house ready to sell. Not a big incentive to get it finished with the low selling prices of late, so we have been working at a snail's pace. We do see an end in sight, mostly consisting of painting, carpeting and repairing windows upstairs before the final coat on the downstairs hardwood floors and re-installation of the woodwork. Then just a spiffing up of the yard and kitchen and we are good to go. So I guess another year and a half- LOL. Finally Bob went up there this week to paint. When he started sanding a couple of peeling places on the kitchen ceiling to prepare for painting,the entire ceiling paint started coming off in sheets! It was probably humidity damage from the "flood" last summer that we didn't notice until now.Bob was discouraged, to put it mildly...
Bob went up there again today to work. When he came home, he said to me,"Your mom feels sorry for me." When I asked why he said that, he told me he went to get his snack from the fridge, and found a dime under the vegetable drawer! Holy cow! REALLY!
We feel guilty when we think of how much you would've loved the improvements we are making to the house now when it is too late for you to enjoy them. So thanks Ma for the support. Keep it coming!
P.S. You are getting more creative in the places you put the dimes for us to find. I am half expecting to pull one out of my ear some morning when I wake!
