25. done. ish.


And that, boys and girls, is a fucking Thanksgiving Miracle. Thanks to The Wife, who’s done an awful lot of work in the last two days.


And Miles? He’s good with it.

5 thoughts on “25. done. ish.”

  1. I can hear Miles saying
    “mmmmmm, scratching post. where’s my tuna sammich Daddy?”

    Congrats and Happiest of Thanksgivings Day Thanksgivings


  2. OK. I didn’t mean to imply the house is done. But it is done enough for the weekend.

    Jeebus, it’s going to be years before the house is done.


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