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And relaxed, despite the work. And a wee bit way fucking pissed off.

Went to the ranch for Sunday and Monday. Repair work to do (I thought I'd blogged it before, but I can't find it so I guess not, though I know I mentioned it some years ago at 'Pints).

A few years back, shortly after Mom died, I went to the ranch for dove season. Very hot weather. I turned on the cooler. Next morning, I found the ceiling in the back room dripping. The drain from the cooler was plugged and it overflowed.

So fast forward to this year. On my recent visit in April I discovered that the spot that had been leaked on some years before had fallen. BUT - once again, Little Bro the Firefighter to the rescue. He and his two boys, plus a friend of one, trucked up there this week for to do some drywalling. And naturally, I needed to see the crew so I trucked up there too for a couple of days for to do some manual labor. I don't do drywall, but I can certainly stand there and hand tools to the guy that can (also, truth be told, embarrassing as it is for a manly, DIY guy like me, part of my job was to take Younger Nephew and his friend out hunting to keep them occupied while Little Bro and Older Nephew did the skilled work; it's a dirty job but somebody's got to do it).

As of the time I left to get home, the new sheet was up in the ceiling, most of the mudding was done, and Little Bro and the Crew are going to spend a few more days there while I head back to work, pallin' around and doing the last of the mudding and painting and stuff. Them, I mean, doing the pallin' around and stuff. I'm just working.

And a good time was had by all.

Well, except for one minor detail. There is one thing going on about which I am absolutely livid. As is the Little Bro. And other dear family members. Can't say anything about it here, for fear of blowing out the synapses of Blogspot. And for anybody who visits the FFOT, you know that even the FFOT GOD VAL has not yet blown out Blogspots synapses, nor even sent it offline. Suffice to say, I'm angry enough to make even Val blush.

'Nuff said.