Our basement has been getting finished with sheet rock/taping/popcorned, etc. all week. Everyday we come home to a new layer of white dust on our furniture and floors. Trevor cleans it all and waits for the new layer tomorrow. Ella has picked out her bedding (on the left) and thinks everyday when we come home her walls will be purple and pink. We can't park in our garage because of the mountain of crap that came out of the basement. Trevor has lost a few nights of sleep thinking about his basement and his "new apartment." His bedding was bought tonight at Target, red and brown. This weekend we are going on a big outing to Menards to pick out lights, tile, and paint colors. Next weekend Trevor plans to start painting. Hopefully carpet after that! I've asked Trevor if I can hire a cleaning lady to clean our house from top to bottom. He thinks "we" Can do it. I hope he means "he" can do it.
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