The weekend held a lot of activities. The main activity was a camping trip with the Boy Scouts, which Brian and Jake attended. They left Saturday afternoon and came back Sunday morning. While it was a bit cold out (and there was actually snow on the ground at the campsite), they had a great time and were able to stay warm.
While the boys were gone, I just did stuff around the house. My main project for the weekend was to finish painting the stairs. Mission accomplished!
I still need to paint the handrail and remove the trim around the entry way (there used to be a door there). But, I am so glad to be done with this portion of the project. We’re trying to finish the upstairs this year, so this was a good step in that direction.
I’ve also been cleaning the office. I’ve been using that room to finish the new doors we bought for the house–it was (and still is) a complete mess. But, I’ve been making good progress up there–I should be able to wrap things up by the end of the week. I’ve been using the office as my craft room for Everyone Drinks so it’s been a little cramped up there, but things will be in shape in no time.
On Sunday, we went to Brian’s parent’s house to celebrate his mother’s birthday. On our way home, we stopped to check out a property in Vintondale that looked good on paper. However, it was right off of route 22 and this proved to be a negative. The property was absolutely perfect, except for the fact that you could hear every car and truck that was going down the road. So, that was a bummer, but I’m glad we went to look at it anyway.
Our trip home was interesting. As we were driving down the road, I saw a bug on my hand. As I shook my hand to get rid of the bug, I realized it was a tick! So, I frantically searched for it and found one on my pants (presumably the same one that was on my hand). I grabbed it with a tissue and threw it out the window. Jake then started freaking out about ticks. You could tell Brian felt that we were over-reacting. Brian was showing him with his fingers how big a tick was, when Jake said, “is that one on your hand?” The expression on Brian’s face was priceless. Once we finally arrived home, we all stripped down and searched for ticks on everyone. No more were found. I’m sure this will only be the first of many surprises about the country life.