I am experiencing a shittier than average pain day. Relief is on its way via a hefty dose of Alaskan Amber Ale. I have been overdoing on a daily basis since returning from my road trip and I knew there would be a price to pay. But the house is listed once more and a day or two of less toil is in order. Be thankful that I have avoided any and all public contact today and you have not had to deal with me. My son, on the other hand, has had to deal with me. I am grateful that he is such a tolerant, generous human. I do hope I had something to do with him turning out this way. I'm taking credit for it anyway. That might be the beer talking.