Shop Till You Drop

For a while it looked like today was going to be a quiet day. But ...

We have an awful basement. Its dark and cramped and dusty and anyone taller then me is bound to knock their head on the network of low hanging beams and pipes. And its dirty. Always dirty. Anything and everything without a home gets shuffled down there. Propped up against the furnace or wedged in beside the hot water heater. 

And so today became basement cleaning (and sorting and sweeping and dusting) day. It looks like a new place down there. No one's going to be eating off the floor anytime soon but in place of all of the accumulated junk there is now room to move. 

At the very end of all this spic and span business we decided to take a giant aquarium up from the basement to the living room. We'd be talking about this for a while and how much fun it would be to add some fish to our pod. It is a forty gallon tank left behind by someone who lived here before us. It is giant. 

Bringing the aquarium up lead to a rearranging of the living room which lead to an eight o'clock hunt for the pieces of furniture this rearranging left us in need of. 

The sights and sounds of four late night department stores were all little Frank could take. After being strapped back in her car seat for the fifth time she passed out. She slept through the ride home, the trip in the house and up the stairs, the filling of the fish tank, the emptying of the fish tank (we were a little zealous on the filling), and is still asleep now. I feel like those new moms (those moms of babies who take nice long daytime naps) checking in on her every ten minutes to make sure she is still breathing. She is ... what a tired little bean. 

Pictures of the new living room soon ... we found two of the missing pieces of furniture online and are going to build one. Well R is going to build one. Frank and I will be in charge words of encouragement.