I suppose a little background is necessary for this one. My brother and his wife (who are expecting a baby in December!) moved out to Philadelphia in January, 2008. Initially they rented an apartment and didn't have room for all of their stuff, so they kept quite a few things in my house, including a dining room set, china buffet, lots of lawn furniture, and multiple other items. This ended up being a blessing because their stuff was much nicer than mine. How convenient for staging once I put it on the market. Then Troy said he was going to rent a trailer and pick up his stuff once he came back for a visit over the weekend of July 4th. Well, shit. Perfect timing. Oh well, it's his stuff, not mine.

However, it ended up being a non-issue because after mulling it over the last week or so, last night I decided once and for all that I'm significantly slowing down the remodel project and will wait until next spring or whenever the house is damn well ready to put the house on the market. The stress was just too much, and it just isn't worth killing myself over it.

After I returned from a trip to ND for my 15 year high school class reunion and a huge Gibbens family reunion, I noticed Troy's grill sitting in my back yard and texted him. This is the screen shot from my phone (screenshots are another nifty built in feature on the Palm Pre).