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After the girls went home on Saturday night, I sat in my massage chair to unwind. I went to bed dead tired too. Sunday was a great day for worship and after we had plans to get that floor covered and try to get the wall up. I worked on the living room for a little bit and finally got it back to the order it was before the storm. The girls had a new space to sleep and not on my coffee table and bench anymore. They even made a sign on their chalk board to say they had a new room. That was right before the whole mess started. I had just stacked my office supplies in the laundry room and the bottom box gave out and every thing went crashing. I was too tire to give a hoot. Fortunate all that spilled was the hundred pair of scissors I had. Then I went in to help measure. Not much has happened since then. I had school the next day and pop is still feeling the pain.

