a special kind of stupid

it takes a really special kind of stupid to do the following scenario. warning- do not attempt this at home. paid professionals were not used and clearly no planning was done at all.

my neighbors have decided to change their garage into an extra "play room" for their house. they emptied out all of the crap that was in there. where they put it all, I have no idea. perhaps they have a shed in the backyard that I have not snooped and seen, errr, heard about. anyways, the garage was empty and the husband was mopping the floor on Saturday. yes, he was mopping the garage. this is why I even paid attention to what was happening, how often do you look out your kitchen window and see a man mopping? let alone a garage.
so, he mopped, and then painted. the wife came out every so often to inspect. she is currently 11 months pregnant and has that pained, "the baby is gonna drop out of me at any moment" look that we all get when we are at or past our due date. so, he finished all of this on Saturday, Sunday he was hanging up pictures and arranging some furniture. yes, in the garage, with the garage door open, in Florida, in July. so, it was about 100 degrees and he is arranging furniture and sweating buckets...in a garage. that afternoon, a big truck pulls up from a pool table store. they unload the pool table and set it up.
OK, fast forward to today, Wednesday. there is a big piece of rolled up carpet on their driveway. he has a friend over, and they are trying to install carpet, padding also, in the garage, with the pool table in it. really, I should be taping this. it's quite funny to watch.
and the wife has come out a few times and stood, looking at them, shaking her head, looking very saddened. I know exactly what she is thinking. "look at what I married."