Work is going well. I, along with others, moved what we in the biz like to call "Statuary", but in reality it is not just small things, but large and seemingly immovable objects. I have a bruise on my arm from moving some of these items. And then I moved couches to my hearts delight. It felt good to use my muscles and to be generally a man when it comes to grunting and sweating. It was wonderful. Tomorrow I'm off to Ontario to see some family, some of which were here last night. I plan on having a grand ol time with the coz's and such. But for now my forearms feel as though they will fall off if I continue to keep typeing so I will end.