I have a sore back and a much neater front garden this evening, and now all I have to do is get the mason over here to repair the damage done to the retaining wall by the snowplow. The bastard took out more than four feet of dry stone wall -- you'd think he'd have noticed!

The kitchen cabinets have been dejunked and tidied. (How did we acquire all those coffee cups?) The dining table is completely covered with stuff to go, and those darned cabinets still look just as full. How does that happen? The St Vincent de Paul is the target of choice for this batch.