J’s tubes are in, he was great.
Tomorrow we get to sit around and wait for the dryer repairman (ooh, third time, still not fixed!) and the insulation inspector. Now, don’t that just sound like fun?
Basement is several days behind, hoping they make up time on drywall.
I’m exhausted and I’m sure I’ve yet again convinced my neighbors to never reproduce. Damn nice weather…I forget the windows are open when I holler at the boys. 
Thought of the day (courtesy of a funky comic in today’s paper): Please don’t tell me to relax–it’s only my tension that’s holding me together.
Nighty-night!