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House for Sale?

My early bird helper helping me prepare breakfast.

These two make getting up early a OK.

Lately Meadow has been waking up around 8:00.

Brooke thought she burnt the food. It turned out delicious.

She must think she's at the cottage.

We may be moving this summer, which means we have to get our house ready to sell. Our to do list is a lot longer than we originally thought.

We picked up a bunch of things to get the basement in better shape. According to the lead safe practices class I took I needed some thick plastic sheeting.

We also got basement wall paint, rubber baseboard and a few other things.

We didn't have any leftovers for lunch and we were all starving at Menards. So frozen pizza it is. 

The cardboard that came with the pizza turned out to be a bad tray.

 Once Meadow was down for a nap Scott and I got to work on the basement. We decided to work on one room at a time.

The first step was removing the old baseboard and vacuuming up any debris.

Meanwhile I started sorting through all the stuff we want to get rid of. My sisters want to do a rummage sale in the spring so I worked on pricing things. 

After spending all afternoon in the basement we made some veggie sushi.

I made some dessert sushi to finish off dinner. It's just a banana spread with peanut butter and rolled in rice krispies.

Meadow finished hers up while...


Mom watched her favorite show. 

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Amanda said…
I had no idea you were thinking of moving. Do you know what area? Have you found something?

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