A couple days ago we flew into Pennsylvania and then we drove three hours and forty-five minutes to my grammy's house. I slept most of the time, but that's what my mom said.
The next few days until right now we were put hard to work lifting heavy bags,dressers and desks into a big trash can. After that the painting came. We painted Dan's section of the room first then the down stairs bathroom, then we painted the other section in Glenn's "room" and while they (my aunt& brothers) I tore out a big old carpet that ran down the stairs and had lots of nail row after row. I got poked at least four times.
And now uncle Dan is painting the ceiling of the living room. We're painting the house white although it is white in some places but you can see a lot of difference when you paint with the new paint.
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