4 spaces tidied and vacuumed.
4 beds moved.
1 bed frame assembled.
1 bed unwrapped and installed.
1 gash on the leg.
1 bruised knee.
1 mild heart attack... (when we were setting down the HEAVY captain's bed and I screamed like it had fallen on my foot... I got him SO good!)
1 grade 11 shop class stepping stool donated to the "help Mom get up to the new bed" campaign.
5 sleeping spaces almost ready.
1 queen sized bottom sheet to buy.
1 supper out for 3... (I owe Thomas for helping move everything... and for scaring the liver out of him...)
1 good nights sleep anticipated... and is that "good night's sleep" or "good nights sleep"?...
Okay that's crazy. I bet Thomas would've appreciated it if we'd called him to help Marc and my dad move all of our stuff back into the basement last night! :)
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