Time

Up early? Yep.
Coffee? Check.
Time tackle the floors? Damn right.
Screeching halt? Yes sir.

Water damage from our sliding door flooded me with anger. Pun intended. A good portion of the morning was spent cutting out the floor and replacing. I knew it was there, just didn't know it was as bad as it was. Lucky for me my semi hoarding ways offered half inch board which just so happened to be the perfect width and length to replace the flooring. No run to the store for this guy. Next time Sara asks if I really need to hang onto that... I know the answer.