We had a nice long 3 day weekend for the 4th of July.

Thursday night, we moved the plumbing over to accommodate the new vanity. Did you hear me, WE MOVED THE PLUMBING! I was amazed at how easy that was. It took a little bit of time but we moved PVC pipes and actually copper pipes. I didn't get to use the blowtorch but that was probably a good move on Rob's part.

When we got to the house on Friday the 4th it was a bazillion degrees and equal humidity. Since I am a genius I decided to tackle the outside of the house on the hottest day of the year. The yard had not been taken care of for 1 ½ years, it was a jungle. I got the lawn mower, weed whacker, edger, SPF 30, DEET and went to work. My favorite part was the edger thing, I got to add some shape to the azalea's instead of looking at moppy headed shrubberies. I made a dog and a ballerina - just kidding. The bushes just look like bushes however they are not rubbing against the house and they are not being choked by vines anymore. Those vines are nasty. I see an on going battle brewing but I will win, I'm smarter (most of the time).

While I was outside sweating out all the toxins in my body from the night before, Rob was in the bathroom putting the finishing touches on the modifications we needed to make to get the linen closet door on. When we did the wiring, we forgot to put a switch in, yup, we would have put the mirror up with no way to turn the damn thing off. So he worked on wiring and then dry walled. I am sure he did much more then that on Friday but I was delusional from the heat and have a hard time remembering exactly what he did.

I'll tell you what I do remember. I staggered into the house when I was done with the yard and told Rob that I was putting a bathing suit on and he had to hose me down becuase it was just too damn hot. I have never seen a man drop a hammer as fast as him. I stood in my backyard and got a cold hose down. I can't tell you how good that felt, the only thing that would be better would be a dip in a pool or the ocean. Standing outside and feeling the hose water go from warm to cool to cold is such a distinct feeling. It brings you back to 6 years old in a jiffy. I began to think about how a slip and slide would fit in the backyard ...

We got home on the 4th and I had delusions of walking downtown to see the fireworks. Ha ha ha, what a joke. We had stopped on the way home for food and went a little wild. We got the makings for pizza and some premade ribs. When all was said and done there was very little food left over. There was no way I was moving. By 9:00 I was ready for bed however I was going to try and stick it out till 10:00. Once again, out cold by 10 on a Friday night. Rock STAR!

I woke up on Saturday feeling energized, I actually rolled out of bed, into my running clothes and took a short jog, just call me the glutton for punishment. After my run we spent some time picking up a friend's truck and getting al the big unruly pieces from the hardware store. We got the door, 2x4's and 4x8 ¼ inch plywood.

Rob had the grand luck of teaching me how to use a circular saw. I'm not sure that is the correct phrase but it was one of those saws you can lug outside and stretch a piece of 4x8 plywood over a make shift horse and cut it in half without taking off any digits.

The kitchen floor needed a sub floor and I decided it was my job. That kitchen is going to be all me. I measured my kitchen then lugged the 4x8's outside and did the cuts. It took a long time to do the cutting because before I turned on the saw I would look at my fingers, toes, line of cutting and then cut 2 feet only to stop to reposition then start all over again. I'm a freak but I have all my fingers and toes. So there. Did I mention that it was still a bazillion degrees, this is gross but I'll tell you anyway. I would look down to line everything up and sweat would put into my eyes and onto the wood. I was pretty disgusted by myself.

Anyway, I spent all day hunched over wood and didn't get one splinter.

I have no idea what Rob did all day, he dry walled, he says the bathroom is mere hours away from being done.

When we got home on Saturday night my back started to ache a little bit. With every second that passed it hurt more and more. I took one of those crazy anti-inflammatory and ½ a muscle relater and was in bed, asleep by 8:00 pm. I woke up at Midnight, just in time to catch some of SNL. I promptly went back to sleep and got up at 8 am. Strangely I didn't feel too refreshed but my back was better and I was HUNGRY!!!!!!!

Sunday - I had the wood all cut for the kitchen floor, it was 5 pieces of wood total and they fit together like a cleverly constructed jigsaw puzzle. The first think I did was pull up the wood to vacuum the floor but when I put the wood down ... It didn't fit. While I had the R2 unit in the kitchen, vandals came into the house, re cut all the wood and put it back where I had my wood. I placed everything down exactly how I had it but had to chisel off ¼ inch here and there to make it fit. Now I had to secure the floor down.

Do you remember my 'I can't do anything right fit' with the drill and the bathroom floor? I overcame that and screwed my wood floor down. I took no prisoners, I was kicking ass and taking names!!!! The floor got a few good kicks in but I won. I walked away with some nasty blisters and bruises on my knees and hands but the floor is stuck where it is by 50+ piercings with drywall screws. You tell me who won that battle.

I am tired just writing this. Tired and hungry.