Yesterday may go down in Palmer Family History as the most productive day we've had. I had a mission in mind, and that was to clean out the garage. This incorporated several other tasks I've wanted to accomplish.
1- paint this dresser so we could move it out of the garage and into Oakley's room.

2- for some reason that reminded me to put door stops behind all the doors that didn't have them.

3- take the rack off Jason's truck (which Oakley now calls "Mom's work truck") so we could park it in the garage. (Never in the 4.5 years living here have we had 2 cars in our 3 car garage.)

Clean garage with 2 cars and everything put away all the way and all dead crickets swept up.

(Hello truck rack, do you want to find a new home?) (Thanks Uncle Reid for the lawnmower, I'm soo excited!!)
Additionally, we wanted to level the backyard so that water wouldn't pool and our rye would grow.

Hmmm..... fail. We'll continue to work on that.
Oh, and Jason started out the day with a 12 mile run. No biggie, right? He didn't even complain once throughout the day how tired he was. He is amazing!
Me? I started out the day with a couple dozen doughnut holes. I never complained once throughout the day how full I was.
P.S. A giant thanks to
Kevvie-Baby who helped muscle the truck rack off and who shoveled tons of dirt into and then out of the truck and then used the big leveler rake that attacked his arm and gave him a rash. You're the best!!