UP comes the carpeting . . . . . . so everything has to be moved someplace else (eventually, I lost track of stuff, as I put things in drawers, in cupboards, in closets.) Kitchen cabinets were enclosed for painting, way too soon . . . I might not cook, but I DO need the microwave. And dishes. Meanwhile, out in the garage . . . . . . some very disgruntled dogs (and one very VOCAL one)
No idea what Mike was supposed to be doing . . .	. . . but I'm sure he was doing it as slowly as possible.
Moved again . . . Poor Heather . . . . . . every day her toy basket and their beds were in a different place.

THE RENOVATION CONTINUES . . .
AND NOW WE ARE SIX HERE