That was it?

Not the greatest of weekends. I ended up spending most of it putting up a shed. A vinyl shed instead of the wooden one I wanted, but I know my place in the house organization chart. A notch below the cats and the dog. I spent from 8 am to 7 pm on Saturday and 8 to 3 on Sunday. I only lost it for a half hour on Sunday when I couldn't get the roof to go together. With just the right amount of pressure and swearing, it did go up and all is good now.

After three I ended up just chilling and watched some football while my beautiful wife brought me a sandwich (back bacon with caramelized onions) and a cold beer. These were both refilled quickly upon finishing. I could get used to that!

Fantasy football wise I got killed in one league, I am ahead in another with a great probability of winning and behind in the third with a chance of catching up.