It hadn't started that way - my job had been to vacuum the closet and then come back in with my rag and mop water to wipe down the floor (the seeming multiple layers of half torn out floor covering) Simple enough...right??
So one would think...and that was about the moment when my mom just laughed, shook her head and said "you are your fathers daughter" as I began my much more in-depth project that ended with a nice clean single layer of wood floor in the closet!
|Colorado Loving, Adventure & Explore...with a little stubborn on the side! Thanks Dad!|
My dad can fix just about anything, which I have greatly appreciated time and time again - and he has made it a point to teach me along the way for which I am grateful. A little stubborn (blame that on our Dutch heritage), a sense of adventure and a desire to see things done well. Thanks Dad for these gifts you have given me. Happy Birthday to You!