Well, it's been quite the start to the day. We put up Jude's "big boy bed" yesterday. He was excited and went right to bed without issue. However, at 3:10 this morning he woke up crying. I tried laying down with him, then I brought him downstairs. I put him back to bed and he was quiet for about 20 minutes, then started to cry again. So I laid down with him again, but he kept asking for Daddy. So we went and laid in our bed for a while. He was happy for about 5 minutes, but then we ended up coming back downstairs and have been up ever since. He's going to need an early nap. I think the smell from the paint (I just painted his bed frame a few days ago) was bothering him...so, we took the bed apart and will let it set in the garage for a couple of weeks and hopefully the smell will fade. The mattress and box spring are on the floor now...closer to the ground in case he falls out, so I guess that's OK.
Oh, I forgot to mention the fridge. The repairman was out yesterday and the board they installed a week ago is bad. So they had to order a new one...they have to come back Tuesday. Anyway - at about 5:00, the fridge started making that horrible noise again, and LOUD. So, I made a pot of coffee, emptied the freezer, pulled the fridge out, unplugged it and got the hair drier out again. Of course, Jude was afraid of the hair dried...don't ask...so there was more drama there. The fridge is back in place and quiet for the moment. Too much activity for this early in the day. I wish I could squeeze in a nap, but I don't think that's going to happen. Just power through I guess.
I need to steam clean the carpets today. The black paint from the bed frame left a nice coat of black dust all over the garage floor. I should have cleaned it up immediately, but you know how that goes. So, the black dust got tracked in all over the house. The carpets really needed cleaning again after moving back in - I have spots where the guys dripped sweat and then dirty shoes...not to mention hundreds of trips from the garage back to the house - the basement steps took a beating. One more thing to do. Will it ever end? (I already know the answer to that)
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