When I am tired - really, really tired - you know what I like to do? Move furniture. That's right - I like to make a complete mess of my house. It's so relaxing.
I'm not sure why we had to do this tonight. I blame Luisa. And Haiti. For some reason, I think this has something to do with Christmas trees and the fact that Luisa is leaving for Haiti in a week. All I know for sure is that the house is a disaster when we were supposed to be cleaning in preparation for our Thanksgiving guests. I'm hoping that no one minds eating turkey and potatoes surrounded by dusty CD's and DVD's because I might not get the table cleared in time.
Update 1: Things are reconnected and the cable is not working. Uh oh.
Update 2: We pushed the cable cord down the hole in the living room floor and nailed the trim back in and everything has been moved and reconnected. There is no going back but the cable doesn't work. I have a vague recollection that, when the addition was built, I told the guy to put a cable outlet in the wall but not to connect it. Luisa would like to know what I was thinking when I made that decision. Me too.
Update 3: Seriously. Why would I tell the guy that? Rather than embrace the possibility that I made a poor decision, I'm going to blame the guy. He didn't connect it and he should have. It's so hard to get good help. He probably failed to connect my cable and then ran away...to Haiti.