I don't want to talk about my day

Kevin was marvelous. Lug this, tote that, help and be cheerful. Plus he told be about the 25-cent hotdogs at Richdales. Sweet.

Didn't get all done today I wanted, but still got a lot done. Here are the two walls of the shower with wonder board up and insulation behind the long wall.



And here is me after making two cuts of that cement board with the abrasive masonry blade.



And here's my finger. I am acutely aware of what a strong, steady pulse I have. Yep. Gonna lose that nail.