Have you ever felt like one tired puppy?

Well join the club. Today and yesterday have been totally hard physically draining days. The days just seem to be getting longer.

Good hearted Earl said, "We really need 48 hour days!"

48 hour days.....My Lord, we'd all be dead at that rate!

The Mister has moved boxes of clothing and stacked them over his head ( boxes averaging about 40 pounds), moved copiers and laser printers as well as 50 tables and library shelving today. Even though we work at the same place I have seen very little of him today.

This evening he plans on starting to cut up wood for this winter. A huge tree on the playground was hit by lightening and fell down. He decided if we cut it up it would probably be enough for two winters. So, he has decided that we need to start spending anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour each night in that task.

So my "dog tired " hubby is planning on play "Paul Bunyan" tonight with the help of John Ihrig. Both already look pretty spent. I'm sure he will be "sawing logs" in his sleep tonight as he will be so tired that he is sure to do some loud snoring.