Nah, I hauled Fish Wife (who is down to one arm after shoulder surgery) in to her Mom's place (which is handicapped accessible, good for both MIL and my parents) to put a prime rib in the oven for her there in time to cook for lunch for both sides of the family. Fish Wife's not allowed to lift over a pound with her right arm for another month or so.

Then we came home and decided to wake Gallus Jr. up at 0900. His little sister beat him out of bed by maybe an hour.

"Live like you'll die tomorrow, but manage your grass like you'll live forever."
-S. M. Stirling
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