First of all, my dinner was delicious last night (recall post from yesterday). Of course Jim asked if he could have cheese on it and I said (losing my mind a little): "NO! You can't have cheese. I give you cheese and then you keel over and die and I'm left to finish the deck by myself! I'll have those boards screwed down willy nilly and you'll come back from the dead to haunt me because I've done it wrong! CHEESE!? No! You can't have cheese!!!" I have to say that Jim laughed at me while I ranted. And of course I didn't really yell and rant but I also didn't give him any cheese. Boy doesn't need anything else that may clog his arteries. And for all of you out there saying "poor Jim", I'm just trying to keep my boy alive! With all the projects that are only half completed, I don't need him to crap out on me!
In deck news, things are moving along (not fast enough for me) but they are moving along. And we didn't really argue or anything last night. We didnt' get as much as I would have liked to get done but that's because the damn drill ran out of juice and we had to quit at 8PM. We were really grooving too. Jim was cutting and slapping boards down and I was drilling screws. We got about 4 lengths of boards down and it's more than half way complete. Jim wanted to take a half day today but I told him to just work the whole day (he already took Monday and Tuesday off and he needs the hours), I'd work on drilling in screws and we'd crack-a-lack when he got home and work all day tomorrow (barring rain).
Which means that today - I'll be going to buy a second drill at Home Depot. Jim did have two drills but apparently the Ryobi he had died. I'll be replacing that with same (as shown). Not a bad deal - two batteries with a charger and the sweet bag shown....all for under $80. Jim will be happy.
And that's all I've got. Need to get to HD and then walk Sam - then it's out to the deck for me. At least it's a nice day. By the way - my hamstrings are KILLING me! All that bending over and drilling. UGH!
K - I'm out...later!

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