p.s.

not only have I been busy, but my 12 year old autistic son has demanded what little time I have been home. the last 2 times I went he was having melt downs, and sobbing little more then 10 minutes after I left.

I do, however, have an open day tomorrow. on the agenda, at the top, is getting the swap finished so I can get my tying stuff out in the shed until spring before my wife decides to kill me in my sleep.

yea, I'm still alive, and no I'm still not dead yet.