Progressing Pandemonium

As you know, I'm transferring from here to there in the next month or so, so we've been working nonstop on our house, trying to get it ready to put on the market.  When we added up all the projects that were either half finished or partially started or completely ignored but necessary to make the place sellable, and it was evident that I wasn't going to get them done any time soon, we decided that we'd better call in the Big Guns. My brother-in-law wasn't available (something about a tooth that needed pulling?), so Dad came instead. We're very grateful.

Dad was here for two weeks, and in that time he knocked off a pretty substantial chunk of the to-do list; pressure washing the house, repairing and painting trim, stripping paint from the remaining set of French windows, and generally cleaning things up.  Here he is wielding a big gun on the garage door - much to Andrea's delight.

Sometimes he just looked at me like, "you want me to do what?"

One of the things we got done was sub-floor in the living room. Then we sat the whole rag-tag crew down in the middle of it and took a 12th wedding anniversary picture.

I was also able to get the downstairs bedroom trimmed out and the upstairs hallway finished while dad was here. Now that it looks so good, I'm not sure I want to sell the place!

Then, two weeks ago Doug and Eldon came over and helped lay some flooring in the kitchen.

Anya approves.

Finally, I was able to finish what I started on the dining room windows last year by getting the left one re-paned and re-painted. The glass wasn't cheap and the labor wasn't necessarily fun, but I think the windows really define the character of this place. I hope someone else will think so too.