"Bye Bye"

As you approach my house today, you will be greeted by a carpet on the front sidewalk. It got soaking wet when the Hoover Vac leaked half a gallon of water in our front entryway. And if you can get in the front door (I did clear it last night to prevent a fire hazard) you will be greeted by a recliner, end table, and other random furniture placed there while we clean our carpets. And in our living room? Every toy from the playroom plus all the regular furniture. I could go on but I'll spare you. Just know that our house is in chaos. But it has to get worse before it gets better right?

So keeping the above scene in mind, yesterday evening the doorbell rang. So, of course I ran out through the garage and scared the guy who was, of course expecting me to come to front door. Silly guy. It happened to be the ADT Security salesman (ironic that I scared the security guy?). "Blah, blah, blah"- he did his little sales pitch. My sweet daughter read my mind and began to loudly, but sweetly (because she's a Southern girl) tell him "Bye, bye!" over and over. So, I looked down at her to realize that she was wearing nothing but a shirt. NOTHING. Ooops! "Bye, bye"