She sang "Happy Birthday to me." He laughed.

The mortar bed is out! We are one step closer and completely full of dust. Mila is grey-not because of old age. And everywhere we turn our clothes/skin turns into white dust! However, if I can somehow convince Mark not to take out the plaster walls this will have been the messiest part. And it is done!!!! I took a photo of my beautiful birthday door with the pile of concrete that Mark removed-we never said it was going to be easy. Or pretty, right away for that matter!

He said, "I'm going to tent off this area." She said, "like a fort?"

The day following my last entry it was decided that I would not get a front door for my birthday. However, we do have a cool fort in our living room trying to keep all the tile/concrete dust contained! I think my nephew (second cousin) Henry really liked the fort yesterday-which I was a bit nervous about. So far no child injuries so that is good-unless you count Sam's first skinned knee. Which it really happened outside so I'm not counting it. Last weekend Mark rented a hammer drill and took up all the tile in our front entry/living room. As I write this the floor is vibrating from round two-removal of 2" mortar bed. The plan is to have the mortar bed up by the end of the weekend-then call all his friends to help remove the tile and concrete from our front yard. You thought not having a front door was bad-now we have a pile of debris in front of our plywood front door. :) We had to remove the mortar bed to build up the floor to match the same height as the other subfloors in our main living area. With the main area starting demolition I'm struggling with the project more than usual. I have no doubt's that Mark will do an amazing job and our house will eventually be a jaw dropper. It's just harder to live in the construction than I thought. Lord please help my attitude to stay postive! This evening we're headed up to the Hemming's cabin for some well needed R & R - hopefully that will rejuvenate us both a bit!

p.s. Sorry this one wasn't funny - i tried to stay away from debbie downer but she tackled me.