A fine way to wash away the grime of construction (though that Great Stuff insulating foam seems to like to stick to the skin.)
It’s frickin hot still, and although it’d be nice to talk about something other than the weather—it’s pretty much all one can think about when stepping outside. Thank goodness a whopper of a thunderstorm has just dropped on the Ohio Valley. Hopefully that will take things down a notch.
Until then, I’ve lost suspenders as a fashion trademark in lieu of wrist sweatbands.