I had to go to a six-hour training on Saturday. After that, Lloyd, Sam and Gracen helped get the float out of the storage shed and take it to school. The float has two flat, unfixable tires. DANG IT. That means I have to buy more tires for that stupid thing tomorrow and figure out some better ways to streamline the whole process.
It makes me as mad as a Wally look-alike when somebody puts a helpless guinea pig in his bed.