Work, work, work!! I don't know how you lay-a-bouts make it through the day with out going stark raving mad!! Thank the powers that be that I love what I do and will do it until I tap out!!
They loved what I did too, but It comes a time to worry about me. Well, I actually don't worry about it. Worrying is work....opps, said it again! I'm against worrying.
The only thing I worry about is is it a better day to go fishing, hunting or just stay home and tinker in the shop. It's a rough life I'm telling ya. Three decisions in one day is tough and stressful! Just typing this is wearing me out.