Captains Log: As much as I think that I am in charge of the maintenance and upkeep of the place in which I reside the more I realize that this house has control over me. Constantly breaking or wearing out. Constantly beckening like sirens in the night air "fix me, fix me". It is like a ship who is in charge of the helmsman I tell you.

But seriously. After finishing the laundry room my first mate (Nick) had a marvalous idea. Why not just continue to tile into the kitchen. "Well why don't we just stick our weaners in a meat grinder we will have just about as much fun" was my response. But after much thought I did like the idea that while Snooze is away it would be the ideal time to complete such a large undertaking. But why stop there why not the living room? So we ordered new carpeting for the living room. As a matter of fact if Snooze does not come home soon we are going to run out of floor and have to find other floors in which to keep ourselves busy. Or not.

Actually I am quite excited the idea of finishing the one I have and afterward sleep for oh till Snooze comes home.  Nick and his friend Lee have been a huge help and by Tuesday we should be able to get the refridgerator out of the living room and stove out of my office (we had to put it somewhere) and life back to some order once again.

But wait, there was order before? Let me contemplate this while the meat grinder is running.

See ya,

Scott