In a matter of hours, our house went from the best shape it had been in for a long time to a monumental mess. We decided to move some furniture around so the boys were better situated and the house would also be more presentable for an eventual sale.
Thankfully, we have a generous friend who came over to help. We'll call him Dwight. That's not his name, but it's a long story that I'll spare you. At any rate, Dwight came for supper and stayed for the furniture moving party. He was a great help, as I am not known for my physical strength, or my ability to follow my husband's instructions during such projects.
In addition to being super helpful, Dwight is a major source of entertainment for the boys. They love him. And as a young, single guy, he humors them! The baby even walked around saying "Dwight" all evening, which was pretty darn cute.
We have a ton of work to do, sifting through all the junk that we've stored in these rooms lo these last 9 years. But I'm grateful that we made the first step and that Dwight was here to help. Now I best go make some coffee!