Next time

Next time we cut holes in the concrete block in our basement for new windows, I'm going to pack up all my furniture and the kids' toys and Helen's million-and-one little pieces of play food, and find a place for them where they won't get dirty. Ha. Ha-ha.

*Sigh*

This concrete dust is a monster on my back. I'm wiping and wiping, but merely rearranging it on every surface. I'm pacing myself by buckets of soapy water. 3 buckets, do some typing, 3 more buckets, check on Jack, 3 buckets...you get the picture.