So we get a call this morning – Rob's progenitors are not going to be here for Tday. They have the flu. Or something, and of course refuse to go to the doctor. :/ I hope it's just a bad cold and they get better soon. On the other hand, we did get the place cleaned up. Too funny. Everything is done and looks good except for the computer room (we live there and it's majorly trashed), the spare bedroom (mostly storage and a weight machine we've yet to put together), and the garage (empty boxes, full boxes, half-full boxes,…