So today was a busy day. Had to get my packages shipped, run a bunch of errands, get the shop cleaned up, take care of the kid who was ill and home from school, deal with customers, plus try to get some work done on the retaining wall project and deal with the results of my own stupidity when I forgot to put the tilt pin back in the trailer and drove off with a flopping trailer. Bent the tongue tilter bracket. Limped back home. Applied sledge hammer to the bracket, applied my head to the underframe of the trailer. Made it to the quarry for another load of stone before closing. Got everything done, repaired, cleaned up and put away. Then the wife comes home, stands in the driveway listening to me run through the list of things I got done, damaged, repaired and accomplished. She looks down, sees a thin line of dust left by the trailer as I effected emergency repairs, and says "you left a mess, is dinner ready?"