Man, I'm tired. We've been running pretty hard since this afternoon. We picked up our bedroom suite today, and I'm the one who did all the moving, loading and unloading. So, yes. I'm fucking tired (grin). Mama suggested getting Tyler (Short, Mark's son) to help me with the last bit of it, and I did. I haven't been around Tyler much, be he seems like a damned nice fella. Anyway, I'm tired. I'm going to go eat some pizza and vegetate for a little bit. Then I suppose I'll set up our bedroom suite so we'll have somewhere to sleep tonight. A Wic's work is never done.