Day 187: Monday, got the boy up and got some food in him... Made him a lunch and then found the lunch Heather had made him possibly the night before... Sent him with the lunch I packed... It looked better. Lol  Well on to cleaning the stove... Half a roll of paper towels took care of the pool of oil, took a little while longer to clean out the burners so gas could flow through them... I got the bad grate cleaned and after beating on it for hours I had to go sit down. I took a few knives that needed sharpening to the table and worked on making them proper again. After that, even more burnt out I tried to start on dinner. You know how they say that you are more likely to cut yourself with a dull knife... They lie... Sure a sharp knife doesn't hurt as much and heals casters but don't let me cut things when I should be finished working for the day. So after stabbing myself 4 times slicing up a cabbage, I gave the fuck up before I bled to death. Lawson made it home and squirreled off into the basement. I went for a horizontal moment... Heather walked in at 5 and startled me. I had lost an hour some how. Damn we gotta go get ready for Lawson to do his online hockey training... I went out and set up in the garage. Tv, computer, cellphone for a network range extender... Like I was starting to get the hang of things. Heather stayed and made dinner... The crack slaw I had started and gave up on. After practice we ate and packed it in for the night.