Working Hard, or Hardly Working?

Yesterday I made the casual observation that our laundry room would be much better suited to be on the first floor out of the basement to eliminate all those flights of steps, skinned knuckles, and stubbed toes. Also, many of you know me not to be much of a procrastinator. So it shouldn't surprise you when 3 hours later my kitchen had dry foods scattered and holes in the plaster. Now, at this time I should mention that Scott was a very good sport about all the extra work and did a fantastic job. Looks like that laundry room is going to be moved sooner rather than later and, fingers crossed, way before Maddie's party in a couple of weeks. Wish me luck and enjoy the pictures.