
Originally Posted by
emily_in_nc
He normally does new construction and didn't do anything differently in our house to protect any of our stuff. Discovered the mess when we got home from a difficult Europe trip (my dad is 82, recovering from stroke and bypass surgery, lives in obscure village--no--we are not from there, just long story).
Anyway, I pretty much melted down walking in the house after the long trip home. That was last Sunday.
This weekend, my brother is in Vegas to watch basketball, so Brewer drove me down here to see my brother and to get me out of our 'house.'
Each day is a gift, that's why it is called the present.