The lawn is mowed.
The house is clean.
We are moving into the master bedroom tonight.
It’s hot as hell in the house because we don’t have any A/C in the windows quite yet.
We bought creeping flox phlox* but didn’t actually plant it yet.
We had dogs and burgers for dinner.
We found tons of money that had been hiding in the laundry room and master bedroom. (When I say tons I really just mean like $50, not $50k.)
My back hurts. Did I say that yet? No? Okay, well then I’ll say it again: MY BACK HURTS. Who wants to rub it for me? I’ll give you a SchruteBuck!
*I have this habit of spelling things with an f instead of a ph. Wonder why. 
DAMN. The most I’ve ever found was an old plane ticket in a coat pocket.
That just made me want to SPEND money to travel again………
Fifty bucks shaking the couch cushions? Not bad. That buys a few nice bottles of wine to drink on what should be a fantastic summer-like evening.
I would LOVE a SchruteBuck!
Tug – I really want to tease you right now.
Dan – An excellent point.
Mr Fab – After that postcard you sent me I think I’ll give you 50 SchruteBucks to not rub my back.
And a few Stanley nickels. And one unicorn. And five leprechauns.
Sounds like you’re all set for your mom to come.
Avi – Did you mean that in a dirty way? Dirty boy!
No way EW!
Okay, then yes, I am all set for my mom to come! We even had a good night’s sleep in the master bedroom. And then this morning I remembered why I hate it in there so much — BRIGHT LIGHT, BRIGHT LIGHT!!!! (I am such a Gizmo.)
Hmm, we lived in Florida for years without air conditioning. People up north are always bitching about a fricken’ 80° day and how “hot” it is. HA!
Wow, you’re making history moving back in into the master bedroom!
(Had to retype due to typo!)