Bleeding and Swearing

Well, in my family the old saw is that whenever my Dad and I take on a project we end up bleeding and swearing. We also say that some of the worst days of our lives have involved U-Hauls. We’ve got nothing against U-Hauls just like we’ve got nothing against proctologists -- they may be necessary, but it doesn’t mean you enjoy using them.

And honestly, I’ve been a bit stressed lately. I’m not really, really sure why and I sincerely apologize for the times I’ve been too hurried, spoken too sharply or otherwise not lived up to my courteous potential. Things are going pretty well for me, but I really needed the few days I got off last week.