Chapter Eighteen

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My  day did not start out well.






I took the time to fireproof my new fireplace. I couldn't wait until the weather cooled off.




My morning went downhill after that.










The triplets were pretty good about cleaning up, so I left the mess to them so I could work on a client's biography.




The boys took that as a chance to misbehave.






Being the little shit he is, Hunter mocked Jasper while Jasper was in time-out.




I was in need of an adult beverage by the time the client approved the biography. Being knocked up ruled that out though.




I had a nice chunk of change to sink into the house. I was torn between tackling the basement, building the third story or maybe even a greenhouse. I decided I was tired of a half finished facade that lacked a roof, so I sank almost all my monies in building up. I wasn't entirely thrilled with the brick cladding. Maybe one day I'd search for a custom solution. At this point I was just happy to have a solid roof over my head. And a house that looked completed from the outside.




I thought the day would grow smoother after that. I was wrong.


















I was so grateful at the end of the day for the peace and quiet. Just me and my lappy.

Comments

  1. Shannon's ShenanigansMay 14, 2019 at 8:43 PM

    Lovely home dear. But I'll just sit in the corner away from the knifes.

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