I'm hiding in the office with a bag of potato chips, waiting for the fifth and sixth Extra Strength Tylenols to kick in. Who/what am I hiding from? I'm not really sure. Maybe DH who is outside staining our new fence. Maybe the fence. Maybe the can of stain and the paint brush. I just know I don't want to do it any more. I've been at it almost non stop for the past two days and my legs, right arm and shoulder and back are killing me. We'll be having a frozen pizza for supper at 8:00 because that's when it gets too dark to see anything. I also bought a box of Safeway's jumbo cookies. I told myself they were for The Four Year Old but I didn't give him one when we got home from grocery shopping and he won't be back until next week, long after they'll be gone. I'm not staining the fence tomorrow. I need a break. I can't stain on Saturday because it's supposed to rain. I can't stain on Sunday because we are going out to the fancy shmancy Ti Na Mara for The M-I-L's 86th birthday lunch (That should make for an interesting article.). It's also going to rain on Sunday. Monday is supposed to be nice and I'll be rested up enough to finish the fence. So, if anyone is asking where I am, remember, shhh.....I'm not here.