Kill the wasps in the attic. Re-grout the tile in the hallway. Hook up the new sprinkler cicuits. Spend a few more hours on the family room lighting, well ok - patching up the walls so that someday I'll really have family room lighting. So much for a day off.

The other day my little girl asks... Daddy, where you work... Are you like the boss? I swelled with pride. Why yes honey - I'm the boss. Go tell all your friends. Their mommies and daddies slave away the weeks working for a big bad boss. Your daddy is the boss.