We've also been pretty inward-focused on ourselves, rather than on the house. In addition to attending services, I got a cold, Hermione got fleas, and Brett was on crutches. Between the three of us, we spent a lot of time grumbling and slathering clove oil on everything in sight.
So we are still, frustratingly, a tantalizing three feet away from finishing the deck. Sigh. Well, it will get done in the new year!
On the productive side, we have now scrubbed the house from stem to stern. It's cleaner and more organized that it's been in ... er, actually, ever.
|Hermie poses while plotting how to make a new, bigger mess in the new year.|