My house is being painted at the moment. We're trying to get it ready for eventual sale, so the handyman has come in to paint the downstairs. He'll be back after Christmas to do the upstairs. So far, the house is a mess. I have to move everything to the center of my room every morning so that he can paint, and put it all back at night so I can sleep. My brother, meanwhile has abandoned us until the work is over.
My dog is taking things well. Apparently, the handyman has been adopted into the pack.
My dog is taking things well. Apparently, the handyman has been adopted into the pack.