Finishing the Basement

I am trying to finish my basement. Mainly there is one room that needs to be finished because one of my younger sisters is moving in with us for a while. I am about one third of the way done framing. I hate windows. I hate having to measure for them, and cutting the correct boards for them. It sucks! I have one wall fabricated and ready to be lifted up into place. I can not do this one alone, and my wife is in no condition to help. Which means I have to hope my younger brother is able to come home this weekend, and willing to come over to my house to help me.

What college student wants to spend their weekend doing stupid manual labor like that? Not labor really, but charity work? I’m not paying him! He would rather go to the Honda shop and put together VTX 1800’s. I can’t blame him. I would rather do that as well. Plus he is being paid to put them together. Sweet bikes. I wish I had the money to buy one. I need another form of transportation, my T-Bird has died, and we need to trade the Accord up for a mini-van or SUV REAL soon.

On top of all that, at some point work is going to be moving, which puts the traveling distance just outside of the T-Bird’s range anyway. I would like a motorcycle. Cheap on gas, and when the weather is bad or during the winter, I can have the wife and kids take me to work. We need to change their sleeping habits because the boy starts school next year. Waking up at 9 or 10 doesn’t work for him anymore.

Can I just tell you that I will be SO thankful once my wife is better, no more sick, and the kids are healthy as well. I hate being the only well person. I hope my health can last through Saturday. It can fail miserably after that. Just hold me through Saturday.