This past Thursday I got a call from my dad asking if he (and his truck and trailer) could stay at "the Delaware house." I called and asked Mike if it would be alright if he stayed the night and being the great guy he is, he agreed. And then my dad informed me that not only was he 50 minutes away in the middle of the work day, but that he actually meant that he wanted to stay for the entire weekend. Okay, no problem according to my wonderful fiance, he even left work to go let him into the house. So I took off of work Friday and headed up to see my dad since I knew he would be bored out of his mind with Mike at work and nothing in the house to entertain him. As soon as I got there I noticed white patches all over the house and learned that my dad in fact did entertain himself and took to spackeling all the holes and rough spots in the kitchen and living room. The next day he sanded it all and added another coat. Mike and I both appreciated his help and I was excited to cross one more thing off our to-do list. Now if only I could get him to come up and do the second floor...
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