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With the holiday season come holiday parties. I am all in favour of this, but it does mean talking to many people I don't see very often, who say "And how's your house? You moved in a while ago, right? It must be so exciting!"

Still, at least it's fodder for conversation. I have been telling them (1) no, we haven't moved in yet, (2) no, there's still quite a lot to be done, (3) we are hoping the tinbashers come next week, (4) once the ducts are in we can put the drywall in, (5) once the drywall is in it will just be finishing left to do and I will feel much further ahead, (6) I will move in as soon as there's a finished room I can sleep in and a bathroom. I don't even demand a kitchen.

For those of you still following the saga in depth, though, here's my aunt's report for Tuesday:

Today for lunch, Dan, David and I had frozen pizza--cooked.

John was revising marks and delivering them to Centennial.

David and Dan worked on vapour barrier and went out and bought some more. Questioned the placing of the vent in Robin's kitchen. John has to ask about under-the-counter lights.
Cheers, Helen

And today:

Yesterday we had for lunch tacos--Brian King, as well as Dan, David, John, Jennifer and I.

Today we had a sorta festive feast: tuna fish casserole, salad and, courtesy of Heather, shortbread, truffles and peanut butter-chocolate cookies, and, courtesy of Jennifer, panetone.

Yesterday, Jennifer went to Rona, and scraped and sorted wood. She is shopping for us this pm.

Today some boys went to Home Depot, planed wood for nailing strips and plates. The table saw is working again. The thermostat for the furnace will be investigated.
Merry Christmas, Helen

You know, chug, chug, chug.