To understand the word “sweatshop”, try spending a couple of hours in my attic after yesterday’s heat wave while trying to run new wiring for the kitchen. I think I sweated a gallon. This morning, I have a slight sniffle. I better not be getting a cold.

Tonight we have to go up there to finish the job. It’s probably not going to be any cooler.

In other news: I have my first interview with these folks tomorrow at 1:30 PM. Please pray that it goes well.