Last year at this time, I remember going into shock when I saw what a wreck our home had become after two years of renters. Getting it all back in order required so much hard work that I would literally collapse by the end of the day from exhaustion. This year is different. I still collapse from exhaustion at the end of the day, but most of the exhaustion is due to hard play instead of hard work. Even rain doesn't slow us down. I seriously feel like every day holds enough to fill a whole week. I guess...I'll rest when I'm dead.