My brother had a tenant move out last weekend and one that's moving in this weekend. So that means it's time to paint!
I can't even begin to count how many times I've had to paint each unit. My dad told my brother the other day not to worry about it because he had off Mon and Tues and then could go over the rest of the week at night. So I thought I was off the hook....but how I wrong I was. My dad tripped over a broken piece of concrete at the parking ramp on his way to his dr yesterday. Two sprained wrists. Poor dude can't catch a break! So now he cant' work this week and certainly can't paint. He only painted one room on Monday because it was literally almost 100 degrees so he thought he'd just finish up later this week. My brother pulled something in his back so he's not able to do much. My mom has a cold. My dad is going to pick up my sister from work today and she's coming to paint with me. Regarding my dad's wrists....he took pics of the incident, contacted the parking ramp and hospital in order to get them to pay for his copays and time off of work. Also, he missed his dr appointment he was going to so he could go to the emergency room instead so now he has to take time off work again to get to the dr.