Sunday A Day Of Rest.

Well, it's supposed to be a day of rest anyway. I was too exhausted to go to church, but in the inside of our home was so messed up from all the home improvement business that I'm afraid we have done too much for a Sunday.

Mike went to sacrament meeting which is first, and then came home. He should be exhausted. He worked late last night, couldn't sleep, got up at 2 AM and painted more boards until 5. It didn't take him three hours to paint, he worked on other things too.

He's done a lot to help in the house today. I think he'll be crashing down for a nap very soon. I'd love to do the same, but I can't nap, no matter how tired I am.