Day 166: OH DEAR LORD, I THOUGHT I WAS SORE Yesterday... Oh fuck, of course I feel like this... it's a Monday isn't it. My mind isn't even working. I make the boy some crumpets and eggs... I didn't fuck up his yokes, I didn't want to get yelled at. Then a cheese omelette for myself... I haven't had a plane old cheese omelette in a while, normally I have the energy to put at least a little something extra in it.  I finished off that stack of 120 side pieces today for project x, but not after disassembling the table saw this morning to find out why the blade seemed a little loose... oh the blade was tight, it was the whole saw that was almost falling out of the table... that's what the problem was. I fixed that up and broke the sled trying to modify it somewhat... then I brunt my bad leg on the glue gun... it was hanging from the ceiling and the hot point was hanging just below knee level... I will live but it got burnt pretty good... no feeling where it hit so there wasn't that reaction to pull away from the heat... more of a hey? What's the burning smell? Ya it's starting to hurt more in the area around it that has feeling still. I did mention it was a Monday right? I got the sled back together, I will leave that until Tuesday to try... As some point in there I took a break for lunch... it's all a blur now and things are getting mixed up in my head... yes... Mondays. Heather came home and made some sausages, potatoes and corn for dinner while I finished up in the basement. Now only mister man gets the corn and potatoes... we got bowl of bread with our meat... definitely needs some tweaking... ya, tastes a bit like an old stale hamburger bun... she adjusted the time in the microwave and added some more butter... I tried a bite of hers... it was much better, although nothing to blog about. Sunshine wasn't feeling well, she went to lay down... and as well all know that's code for went to bed early. The boy watched a few videos, took a bath and head off to bed like a good little trooper. Heather woke up around 10pm, still not feeling well, she went to the hospital to get some antibiotics... I took a shower and then looked for a stash of medication that was left around from days gone by... I found some left overs... she was more happy about the stuff I found than the stuff the hospital gave her to hold her over until she gets to the pharmacy tomorrow. She's already feeling a bit better. I'm going to stop typing so she can get back to sleep now.