Cough, Cough

so dusty.

nothing like a little demolition to make you have a headache, eye strain, nausea, and did I mention a whopper of a headache?

Our bathroom better wipe our a** for us by the time this is over.

The bathroom renovation did as most renovation do...it crept slowly but surely out of the confines of the bathroom and suddenly was in the basement, and up the outside wall to the 2nd story.  Wha? Huh?

What I learned today: Sawzalls are LOUD and make your butt vibrate (and not in a good way) if you sit on a chair which is on a floor which is attached to a wall on which a sawzall is being used.

I stayed home to watch over the "plumbers" which it turns out aren't plumbers but are other people "in charge."   I actually did get a fair amount of work done -- though not as much as I would have typically due to the aforementioned overwhelmingness of the work being done.

Random Photo of the Day: (I am on my fourth "random" photo selection... yes I cheat)

Well, see this makes up for missing it the other day...heck let's go to the parade for a minute (2007)

Dad Report:  I wasn't able to get a hold of my Dad until late - he was off on a walk.  We had a rather circular discussion about the plumbing situation here.  This was made even more difficult as Dad was having trouble with the phone again today.  He says the pad on the phone makes it more obvious but less obvious on where to put his ear.  He didn't get why that statement was confusing to me.  When I asked Dad about walking with the walker, he informed me that he used it when he was with the aide but not when he was alone.  I told him that seemed backward though I was sure I knew why he was doing it that way (as they won't let him walk around with out it, i expect).   He let me know that he didn't use it when he walked about "the building."   I wasn't aware he was venturing out on his own but he said yes, occasionally he will walk about just to pass the time.  We had a talk about escape routes and whatnot.  He says he's not interested in escaping when its this cold out and I guess that's a good thing.   He seemed WAY more oriented to the building, letting me know that he goes down to the first floor for his class on Mon and Thurs; that the elevator goes to 5 floors, he lives on the fourth.

Tomorrow is one of my final Wednes off.  I am hoping to do some writing and reading. I also need to finish up my letter to out of state retailers and get that going.    We'll see if my plans, pan out. 

Maybe I will do a little Christmas shopping.