getting away?

Sometimes my hubby's idea of a "get away" and Mine are completely different. Take this past weekend for example: Clem: "Anne why don't we go spend some quality time together in Fremont this weekend?"
Anne: "Sounds fabulous"
Clem: "and lets invite the kids"
Anne: "ok"
Clem" "and let's take a few tools and get a little cleaning done while we are there"
Anne: "what kind of cleaning"
Clem: "Oh, nothing much, just thought if we were all there it would go really quick and then we could have some fun together"
Later that weekend:The 2nd floor of the "old" part of house in Fremont is nothing but floor boards and rafters. No walls, No ceiling, Nothing but bare wood (you can even see the sky through some of the logs)


Then the real fun began - break out the Beatles Rockband! Go Clem!