While I occupied our 2 1/2 year old this summer, Jim worked quite a bit on the front of the house, and his dad came over to help as well. Lots of scraping and sanding and painting. The trimwork had super thick layers of paint on it - all in horrible condition.
Jim, multitasking while working on the 2nd floor bay window. Look at how nice and smooth all that paint looks.
And here was my futile little project - the dog beds. I used up 2 days of vacation to make these boxes with casters on the bottoms (designed to have them roll under the bed when not in use). I bought shredded foam beds from here and then made zippered pillow cases out of bonded leather from Fabric Place Basement. I was so excited about them. The dogs, on the other hand, didn't want anything to do with them. The wheels freaked Abbey out, and even when I put rubber cups on the casters, the damage was already done. And Oscar occasionally laid on them, but mostly only when I put him there. I even tossed the old ratty disgusting beds. Pretty much useless. Oh well.
