On this last day of my vacation, I pulled more staples in the front bedroom floor.  I really don't like them.  I mean REALLY don't like them.  The normal size staples (like the size in your average desk stapler) aren't too bad at first.  You just grab hold of them with a pair of pliers and give them a yank.  After a little while, though, your hand starts to cramp, and it's all downhill from there.  The other staples are very narrow and very long.  They hold onto the floor boards as if their lives depended on it, and they Do. Not. Let. Go.  Seriously, on one of them I could feel the floor board lifting, but the staple didn't budge.  I had to call in the hubs to get those.

The highlight of my day was watching the sun set from the back bedroom window.  Truly beautiful.