Good morning from the land of sunshine, sand, and tourists.
I have to drive to West Palm Beach to pick up government decals for one of my other businesses. They can't mail them to me and I can't send someone else. Some city power mongers passed a law that the contrator license holder must appear in person once a year to pick them up. What makes this much worse is the fact that I have to drive through a part of I-95 that has been under construction for like five years now or something like that. It is basically a long boring drive with a trip through road construction hell.
Still haven't heard from my younger brother. I'm going to make some phone calls to some of my other relatives to see if any of them have any info on where the last place he was staying but my family is so scattered that I doubt any of them will really know.
My kitchen is completely done except for four cabinet doors that are being done early next week. Damn it is nice.