Probably about 9 a.m. I got an email from Jordan informing me that I needed to be prepared - our house was a disaster and we are going to have to clean the entire upstairs - top to bottom - before anyone can sleep up there tonight.
I emailed him back and simply asked, "Are you trying to make me cry?"
Apparently insulating made a bit more of a mess than we had anticipated. A bit of a head's up from the contractor would have been nice. And finding out prior to 9:30 p.m. the night before they showed up would have been nice as well.
But I'm not complaining.
Anyway, I'm leaving work to go home and get started.
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