A man’s work is never done
If I have not mentioned it yet, I hate cleaning backyards, garages, bedrooms and everything else that, over time, gets funknasty and overladen with crap.
Of course, with a family the size of mine, it is very easy for this to happen. It is even easier when I can talk my way out of doing anything by asking my wife if she wants to go to the store or something 
. But eventually, things need to get done. And this weekend was a time to get things done.
After taking a break from cleaning the side of the house yesterday to go and buy a new living room furniture set, I had to get back to the daunting task of getting about nine months worth of uncrushed cardboard boxes broken down and prepared for hauling. That sucked.
After about three hours of that (and after only getting through what seemed to be about 3.65% of the trash on the side of the house) I decided that the rest would be done next weekend and that I would retire to prepare myself for my wife's birthday dinner.
Yes, we are still celebrating her birthday. But that is okay, because of cleaning yard and stuff tonight, I get to stuff my face full of great big food from Claim Jumper Restaurant. So that makes it better. Even better still...
We get to go to the in-laws place after dinner for some Chocolate Decadence cake. Mmmmmm, I can feel the chocolate already...
