Yesterday was an interesting day for a number of reasons...but one seminal moment stands out that must be shared. Before I left for work, I told eldest daughter...bless her heart...to take necessary precautions for sanding dried sheetrock mud. She and I had put it on fairly thin, because not a whole lot was required...so, I said just take off the ridges. I warned her that after sanding, the dust would hang in the air like the worst dust cloud you would ever be in.
So, I get home at lunch to find the front door open and my beloved wife spitting nails, so to speak, at eldest daughter because there was SHEETROCK DUST EVERYWHERE. I mean, she looked like a ghost, she was so covered...as was the rest of the house. I escorted beloved out of the room to cool off and then explained to eldest that...this was probably not "necessary precautions." lol I said, you have taken off more than ridges...is there any dried mud even left on the walls? :-) Yes, but... Mom had to leave...to chill -- and so did I, as I had some other things to take care. But, before I left, I hugged eldest and said "thank you."
When I returned home after work, the house was spotless...no sheetrock dust anywhere -- I was impressed. Both girls had done a great job of cleaning. I know it wasn't easy, but the end result will be worth it, right? :-) Blessings,