While uploading some video of our hardwood floors to Flickr yesterday I noted that since the entire downstairs floors are off limits, it would at least mean my father would have to take one day off from working on the house. We met the contractor at the house today to make our final payment on the job (more on that maybe tomorrow - I'm still pissed about it all). As we were walking to the car, my father mentioned to Rich that he left the master bedroom window open so he could climb up onto the side porch roof and then in that window to get access to the upstairs without messing up the floors downstairs. You know, so he could work on some stuff last night while the floors dried.
I'm not sure if I should buy Daddy a ski mask for Christmas or at least make sure the local police station has his picture on their wall with the label Not A Burglar.