Get Out Of My Pants

Wednesday night I busily scratched away on the lockers. I am still not finished...but I at least got to the point where I feel like I will be done one day. Mr. Welder did more plug and electrical work. It was looking really good by the time I came in to take a shower. Wild wires everywhere! In case you haven't figured it out, I love wires and cords and things of that nature. And in case, you're not good at realizing sarcasm in the typed format, I'm being sarcastic :) Oh and my pants told me they are feeling like their space is being violated. Poor pants.

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