Dave has wisely refrained from giving me an estimate of how long this job will take, in spite of several attempts on my part to
pin him down get a ball park guess of how long it will take. smart man, my husband! I'm just trying to wrap my brain around how long i have to cook for my family with my refrigerator nearly in the hallway, and my sink in the laundry room.
so if you don't hear from me for a little while, don't assume it's because I'm busy making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for my family. it's most likely because I've run off into the hills, screaming and pulling out my hair from all the stress. and mess.