Not much for me in the way of anything very positive. I worked late which did not bother me. It was only an hour.
Got pissed off trying to move the new step-ups ... they are for my larger dog. Anyway, these steps are very heavy (used 2x6 instead of 2x4's) and were hard to get into the back door and into the bedroom beside the bed. I bear-wrestled them to their new home, sweating and cussing all the way, knowing I should put them down and rest but I just couldn't ... guess I was in a "punish me" mode. I hate when I do that ... I always think later, "just how stupid are you?" Oh well, no harm done.
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