Trash Compactor!

I know, not many people will get excited about a fancy trash can... but I do. I have wanted a trash compactor for such a long time, and finally tonight, my dad and Tony installed it. Well, are installing it. Hopefully my poor dad won't be here much longer! I can't tell you how many projects I've concocted, that my sweet husband and father see through for me. This is a very familiar scene at our house. Dad, doing something, usually very precisely (read: slowly) and Tony, doing nothing, usually slowing Dad down even more asking questions and talking about stuff that has nothing to do with the project. I think it is so much fun. My husband, the eternal optimist, and my Dad, the eternal (we'll just say perfectionist). They are an awesome team. I usually am on kid-control, keeping kids out of the way and away from sharp tools. (Don't read the previous post with that in mind.) Then, after their bedtime, I just do my own thing and sneak in from time to time to check on the progress. It's good to be me. Thanks Dad, and Tony, for all many projects you've done for me. :) I'm so excited to have a trash compactor!