Someone was working on his home today.
Someone should have been working somewhat in his pole barn today.
That someone didn't.
He chose to stay in the house.
I am now high.
Perhaps, another day (read: decade) and another time I would have enjoyed this ride.
Not to mention that my windows are open, so I'm freezing.
Sometimes it doesn't pay to be the carpenters wife.
A carpenter who has a perfectly nice, clean, roomy, AIRY pole barn right out back.