Tard. Worn to a nubbin. Sounds a lot like yesterday, heh. And the day before.... I'm getting pretty tired of this, and I'm sure that it's boring to those of you reading here. I need, as I mentioned yesterday, a new attitude. And a new hand, too. It's no better, but I didn't have time to even call and get a doctor appointment. I'm pretty sure that I'm developing a cellulitis, and I'm not gonna get over that by myself, dammit. Plus I haven't been keeping up with the Tylenol even. And did I mention that once again, there was just *way* too much work to do today? I spent a good part of the day doing biopsies and drainage procedures, which I just love, but that left only two people in the department to do the work of four. That sucks, it truly does, and I'm beginning to get really resentful of the people who put us in this position. Anyway, I went to bed pretty much on time last night, and I will again tonight. I got home 1.5 hours late today, and then a guy came over to give us an estimate on the garage/shop. He'll be able to put a 24X36 garage up where we want it, I was kinda worried about the space requirements but it'll work. Gotta get an estimate for the concrete work, then he'll give us the cost for the whole thing. And I am pretty enthusiastic about that, you bet! And I'm enthusiastic about bed, too.