Sometime, months and months ago, we were asked if we’d include our home on the annual tour of homes. And by “we”, I mean me. I can’t blame John. He was out of town.
Yes! Of course. How fun!!! I clearly remember talking to my neighbor about it. I was outside with the dogs. Lucy gave me the “Boerner glare”. She knew there would be work to do.
As of this morning, we have exactly one week to get the house and yard ship shape because hundreds of people will be walking through. And by “we” I mean “we”. Lucky for me, John is the best when it comes to making our porch eat-off-the-floor clean.
Insane.
I was temporarily insane. Continue Reading
