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Everything hits at once:
Front of House: Repair starts next Monday.
Roof: Replaced this Thursday and Friday.
Bricks for front raised beds: Delivered tomorrow.
Structural Engineer meeting: Friday morning

EDIT: I also dumped a whole jar of soup all over like kitchen in some fantastic spasm. Then, I am not joking, I set the house on fire. Flames shooting out of the fireplace because I left the flue closed, and you know, just didn't open it.
I think John spends most of time cleaning up after me.