Chad, being the good American that he is, has graciously offered up his truck, and his services today, for the sake of picking up our new couches. They will be stored in our garage until we move, which is fine, because we got a killer deal on them and I'm willing to have my truck sit outside for the sake of saving money.
I didn't say I wouldn't cry everytime I see my truck sitting outside, I just said I'm "willing" to have it sit outside.
I have to get those couches moved, change clothes, and clean my bike up, to be at bike night by 7:00.
I have a good story to share, but I don't have time to write it up today.
Let's just say that I was a true hero in the Kneifl hacienda, and successfully chased away the boogie man last night. ;-)
Full story to come tomorrow.
Onto the house. Driveway and part of the sidewalk got poured today:
We also got a new front door, but you can't really see it in the picture. It has the handset also, which means our house is locked up now.
But Rich, how did you get in?
I did... and let's leave it at that. OK? OK.
Interior doors are in, sans doorknobs:
Look at those doors! Look at em I tell ya.....
Look.
They're awesome.
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Man...I waited all weekend to hear that story...
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