Garbage, garbage, garbage....can I say how much I hate fucking drywall? especially when the shit is wet....trying to lift it out of the truck and chuck it into the bin.....soggy-ass shit will crumble in your hands about 80% of the fucking time....gotta love that....1000lbs of the shit I dumped today...probably would have weighed less had it been dry.

To think I was so excited about the new bathroom faucet that came in yesterday..but seeing as to how fucked things were built in this house.. the risers that come up off the tub are odd sized...that means the man did not have the right connector thingies and washers...off to CT...no luck there...rona? uh uh.....what a load of shit. hoping the depot has it. fucking piece of shit bath tub. I also hung the door to the broom closet yesterday...sometimes I'm so handy it hurts....he better watch out or I won't need to keep him around....I think I'm about a day away from changing my own headlight and doing the oil and he'll be out of a job. I think the difference between us is that I don't mind that sort of thing and he sees it as a pain in the ass...but then he has a clue about what he's doing. He better watch it or I'll even change the oil in his car while I'm at it.

More exciting things...I actually made my first ever batch of candles less than half an hour ago...I'm quite sure I screwed up a few things, but that's the learning curve, right? Live and learn.