It Was a Good Opportunity
My son was not very happy when he got home from classes, and I told him that I had a job for him to do. He asked me what it was, and I told him that I had just bought a whole bunch of basement waterproofing paint, and I wanted him to go downstairs and get started. He had flooded the yard with a bunch of his friends a few days back, and it flooded the basement as well. I figured that it was a good opportunity to get the place painted up, since I was meaning to do it anyways.
