I've put in a good day. I worked on my road this morning with the tractor, trying to make the rain runoff go where I want it to. It seems to just have a mind of it's own and wash out in the worst places. . . a never-ending battle, I suppose.

Then, this afternoon, I worked in the basement. My "sweetie" wanted some furniture rearranged so I did that. Then, did some more rearranging of some of our items in a storage room, trying to make that area a bit more usable.

Now, I'm thirsty! My brother-in-law calls this time of day, "beer-thirty". . . time for a cold one. He also calls me his "no-brother-good-in-law", but that's another story.

Cheers!