Saturday, April 2, 2011
4/2/2011
This morning I woke up in the way I most enjoy to, next to my dearest. I feel odd calling her that for some reason mabye because she would make fun of me if she read this and seen me call her that. Soon after I reached for my phone to check what time it was for the night before my dad told me to be up early to help him move furniture out of my brothers room so they could sand his hard wood floor to be repainted and sealed. It was a couple hours before he needed my help so I lazed around with her in bed relaxing. About 7:30 brooke walks into my room and gets the day going. I get dressed and wait for my dad to come upstairs and asume his classic genral of the house role. Two men follow him upstairs, the guys to sand down the floor for us. He tells me to take two trash bags, one to cover the door and one to wrap the mounted tv with so the sanding dust would go everywhere and ruin the tv. I wraped the tv and held its place with some masking tape. The second bag I slit open on both sides to open it up into a large black plastic blanket. A small trick I picked up while doing an earlier home project. I think it wraping something to put in the basment to protect it from dust and bug. I cant fully remember now though. I do the same with the door, taping up the edges with masking tape. Once I was done I headed down stairs, noticing the long cord hanging off the banister connecting the sander to its power sorce. I was keeping track of the time here and there because I knew I had to be at heathers house at 10Am. Brooke wanted everyone to go to breakfast that morning so once I was done helping out my dad we loaded into the car and headed off, me jessica sam and brooke and london. We ate at out classic establishment The City Diner. We sat in the front insted of our norm of the back to have our favorite waitress Peggy. I had the french toast rather than my normal trukey club. While I wanted the Jute Box was calling my name so I went over and looked over the songs. End- 11:25 Am
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