Tales from the dark... er, sawdusty side.

This week has been a manic rush to complete projects at work and juggle workmen at home. I got a nice deal on getting the final two bedroom floors sanded and refinished, so... we're halfway there:



In the meanwhile, construction on a car wash three blocks over has disturbed a large underground lair of giant sewer rats who have now invaded the neighborhood. They've left my house alone, but we now seem to have an infestation of drain flies. Like fruit flies, but in the drain. I blame the rats.

So I'm covered in sawdust, being attacked by flies, elbow deep in caustic drain chemicals, and trying to paint Gina's room before they come to sand again. Between all this I need to finish a voter's guide, help with auction displays, and start an annual report.

How much is a one way ticket to Funky Town?