Random Tasks To Sell a House on the Northside and a Franconia Sculpture Park Visit

We have officially decided to finally sell our house. We have been talking about it for almost 2 years now and we decided it's now or never.

Well, we decided on this in the spring, but, with all of our traveling and adventure seeking, it's taken until the early fall to complete our list of tasks.

This is also the first weekend since March that we are home with no guests and no plans. So perfect time to tackle our projects.

After cereal and avocado toast it was time to work.

While we worked Meadow occupied herself by building boats.

Soon these will be going back to the Fiala kids, so she'll need to get as much block building in as possible.

"Take my picture by my drawing."

Meadow's been drawing one or two of these pictures per week. Then she adds more details every day.

I finally got our half bath tiled. Looking pretty good for my first floor tile job. With all the tiles in place and cleaned, I was just going to let it sit for a good day or two before the grout.

While Scott worked on the bathroom I gathered a bunch of stuff from our basement that we had plans to sell, and never did, to take to Goodwill.

We went to Ikea to drop off light bulbs and batteries after we'd dropped off all our other stuff. I suggested that we get some Ikea food for lupper. We all agreed it was a good idea since we were pooped.

When we returned I finished repainting the bathroom.

And then I guess we did odd jobs until bed time. We are bad at remembering to take photos when were busy.

Midweek I had to go up to Lindstrom to get a lens issue diagnosed. After the part got ordered, Meadow and I went to Franconia Sculpture Park to have a fun afternoon.

I knew Meadow would dig this place. I think we took her to Franconia when she was little, but nothing that she would've remembered.

I don't think we have been here since Meadow was born.

These mirrored steps were her favorite thing and she didn't want to leave.

But we had to get back to Minneapolis to finish some lingering home improvements before the house could go for sale.

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