Friday: Work at farm
Saturday: Bike ride
Sunday: End up working at farm, including schlepping one couch out of the house, loading it into a pick-up, driving it across town, loading up a second couch, driving around and dropping off the first couch, getting back to the farm, installing second couch. Later on, grill the best damn steaks I've ever set to a flame, and end up working on the shop's belt sander to turn an ordinary branch into a pirate cutlass for Erik (which came out pretty cool, so far).
Tomorrow: Bike ride
I'm beat, and the weather isn't helping. Fuck this heat, this is the Pacific Northwest, it is NOT supposed to hit 100 degrees Fahrenheit. Luckily, the pool is less than 20 feet from my back door.