Week One

This is what we accomplished in our first week and by we, I don't mean us and some amigos . We as is in us and manual labor. Manual labor that amigos usually do. And don't go thinking we have anything against amigos. They do the work others won't do and we are thankful for all the help we can get. Anyway, all that to say this is Daddy's idea of a fun Saturday. It was really fun and gross and really hard work. I have a goose egg on my shin to prove it as well as clothes that smelled like cat pee when I finally left Peggy Sue Saturday afternoon. If it hadn't been so cold, I would have taken my clothes off before I got into the van for fear that my van would forever smell of cat urine (see pics of master bedroom) and general dirty carpet funk.

See all this carpet? We ripped it out BY OURSELVES. Daddy got us started and went to run an errand.

Here's the living room after we removed the carpet. It already felt so much cleaner, even with that dirty pad still down. We laughed and laughed at each other and at Daddy as we got that crap out of there.

Do you want to know what that black grainy stuff is behind the tackboard? It is ROACH POOPIE!! A bunch of it. We thought it was some kind mold from a old leak and started to mildly panic until Daddy quickly informed us that mold isn't grainy balls. He knew what it was right away.

Next we removed all the wire shelving in all the closets and took down all the blinds in the house. Terribly exciting I know, but we did each learn how to properly use a cordless drill both backwards and forwards.

We did have two workers ripping off the covered part of the deck and patching the roof where the deck connected. Does that make sense? Anyway, we had to clean up after those turkeys and they were messy.  While checking on their progress, we noticed they had stopped for lunch. Lunch as in Dr. Pepper and a can of Vienna weinies a piece. Since we hadn't turned the water on yet (had yet to make sure we found all the leaks), the poor things had to dig those little weinies out of that congealed stuff with their dirty bare hands. We considered offering them some hand gel or possibly a baby wipe from the stashes we both keep in our vans, but they didn't seem bothered my the inconvience so we let it ride. After fininishing their lunches, they threw their cans and Dr. Pepper bottles (full of tobacco spit-gag!!!) into the pile of wood they had created from tearing down the top of the deck. Mind you there was a trash bag ON THE DECK, BY THEIR FEET, but who cares right? Because he insists on a very clean work site, Daddy decided the wood needed to be loaded up and hauled off. So we loaded it up, Vienna cans and spit bottles and all while those two turkeys stand on the roof and watch us try not get weinie juice and (gag!!!) tobacco spit on our gloves.

And just in case you ever wondered what a roach egg thingy looks like, here you go. I (Kimmy) walked around the whole house with a flat screwdriver and scraped those suckers off every surface I could reach. Just thought you might want to know!

Thanks for checking in on the updates of Peggy Sue!! Have a great week!!