I Suck At Nana's

on sunday, karen and i went to karen's nana's house in quincy. now, i suck at nana's. i have not been to nana's in some time. in fact, i don't think i have been there since the decision was made to place nana's house on the housing market.

nevertheless, karen and i had plans to meet up with karen's cousins (karlene and tommy) from lowell. (insert "there is a lot to like about lowell" shameless plug.) apparently, karen and karlene had to finish sorting the pictures that they so diligently scanned and divy up the actual pictures so that they could deliver them to each of the relatives. it was yet another long, arduous and thankless task undertaken by karen and karlene in regards to the family pictures.

and naturally, because things are always a "rigamarole", karen's parents and karlene's parents also showed up at nana's. for a while, it was a crowded house. karen's parents and karlene's parents came over to prepare the house for the upcoming home inspection for the potential buyers of the house.

as part of the prep work, i got to do some electrical work. and by electrical work, i mean hold a flashlight while my father-in-law attempted to do remove a switch. my father in-law actually forgot the basic rule about electrical work: turn off all the power to the outlet before performing any electrical work. luckily, karen's uncle reminded him before he attempted anything. needless to say, i finished by putting the cover over the removed switch.

aside from that, i really did not do much at nana's. in fact, i almost passed out on the bed (like tommy) after lunch. (for anyone curious, we ate at the clam box in quincy. the food was good.)