I had a dream last night that I was playing monopoly back home on my kitchen table. Interestingly enough I knew it was a dream because I won. I'm usually picked on by an alliance of the other players and crushed or failing that, if it's beeropoly, I'm usually in the bathroom resetting the volume of my stomach.

But Either way, I woke up in a pretty good mood. I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone again not to mention seeing my house - Apparently it's been completely remade. I'm sure some details are being withheld... as always.

I've been trying to keep the details straight in my head as they've been slowly fed to me. It was all thrown into motion this past August when some plumbing in the house burst. The space between the floors filled with Water and the ceiling on the first floor collasped. I was in Halifax with my parents at the time staying at a hotel. I was in the other room of the suite very much asleep when the phone call from my (undoubtedly half drunken) brother came in.

Cue Fireworks.

Dad was on a flight and home 4 hours later. Not too bad if you factor in a 30 minute drive to the Halifax Airport, a 1.5 hour flight from here to there, and a 20 minute drive to Home from the St. John's Airport.

Either way, apparently the attitude that prevailed was, "Well, if this isolated corner of the house has been destroyed, let's redo the entire place."

I'm not sure how I'm going to take to everything which was once green now being Yellow.