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.