Has it really been a week since I last posted? I need someone to post for me! Ha! I do have a good excuse though as my new parttime job is keeping me hopping. My new parttime job is working for my parents, sort of a behind the scenes employee as they do not have a clue as to what I am doing on their behalf. This past weekend grandchildren met DH and I at their home to take away items and bag up trash. This was a monumental task. The garage floor alone took our nephew most of the day to clean up. He was a happy camper though because he was able to take away most all of dad's machinery.
We ran into a potential problem when we worked in dad's bedroom: black mold covers the bottom half of two of the walls. I grew up with it so was not too concerned but maybe this explains why both of them are prone to upper respiratory troubles. When I was living there we took hot bleach water and scrubbed these walls but the mold kept growing back. DH says that this because of a roof leak that was never repaired. Makes sense. Anyway, now I'm concerned as to how much it will cost to repair the walls and make the house saleable. My sister wants to make a homemade sign that reads, " FOR SALE AS IS" and plant it in the front yard (no lawyer, no real estate agent). I want to donate it to the local fire dept...
This weekend DH and I are flying to Delray Beach, FL for his grade school reunion. The reason why we are going to it instead any of his future high school reunions is because he remembers having good times in the 6th, 7th, and 8th grades with kids when he lived in San Paolo, Brazil back in the '60s. He said that when he moved back to the states, due to his parents divorcing, he did not fit in with the new school's crowd, felt lost. So, he is going to get re-acquainted with the "brat pack" he ran the streets of San Paolo with as a child, while I snap lots of photos for my blog. Maybe, if my new parttime job allows it, I will be posting a little more often and actually have something interesting for Canada girl's Friday show & tell next Friday! One can always dream, right?.
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