I had things to do this weekend that involved grout, trim, and the miter saw. But the boys looked like they were having so much fun tearing things down in the house I just had to join it.


With the roof on, we needed to get the rest of the existing drywall and plaster off the studs to get everything ready for utilities.


One day of hot, sweaty work and everything is off the walls.


I spent the majority of the day hauling wheelbarrow loads of plaster out the door, across the makeshift ramp, and into the dumpster.


I only almost fell in once.

I'm not interested in a mediocre life. I'm here to kick ass or die.