This week entails cleaning out diningroom and livingroom furniture and walls of all breakables, etc before Thursday, because that's when we are having the ugly old carpet removed and new flooring put in.
Exciting, I know.
But, when the guys are done with the floor, and move the furniture back in, supposedly all in the same day, we will have a new floor.
Then early Saturday, couisins galore are coming to visit from Connecticut. Buckets of baby smooshiemushies and kisses will ensue. Toots is approximately a year younger than one, and a year older than the other, and I believe the youngest outweighs ma petite fleur by half. At least.
To say he is a chubby baby is an understatement. I love chubby babies, but I'm not certain I'll be able to lift this one. I think my back may go out. But I can't wait to see those dimpled legs in person.
So, manuscript awaits editing read through continuation at writing group tomorrow as I pack china and crystal away for the tumult of Thursday's reflooring.
And, once again, you may not being seeing too much of me this week.
Thursday's goal is to be out of the house for the duration, if I can manage it. What should I do with Toots while the flooring guys are here? Hint: she's lousy at movie theaters.