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Easy like a Sunday morning. Easy?

It's a little past noon on Sunday.  Steve took Andy and Rachel and is doing a whirlwind tour of random stores to pick up various object for our projects of the day.  Having the two most needs-intensive kids gone, I can bust ass on laundry, housecleaning and some of the other stuff I have to do (like priming and painting the wood plaque for our new house numbers. 

So I've got my little MP3 player on, a tank and shorts.  If this doesn't count as exercise, it should.  

So much to do, so little time.