I don't know about you, but I'm grew up thinking the week actually ended on Sunday. You know? Having to work for 6 days before reaching that 7th day of rest. Think about that for a second. We were never supposed to have 2 days off in a row. Never. Only 1. And even then, Sunday was never supposed to be anything like Funday.
Anyway, Lily had to go potty outside around 0100 because she doesn't go before climbing the stairs and jumping on the bed. As she was outside doing her late-night business, I checked the traps. Success. One mouse down.
Yesterday, work was meh. I had a young couple who'd had a measure done for laminate flooring. The estimate came back much higher than they were expecting, mostly because they didn't have proper dimensions, so the estimate was off. They will some of the last customers to get an estimate. We are using a new procedure called SAM that no longer gives an estimate. Believe me. Estimates are almost always off. Sometimes big time.
One of the main reasons I'm on Facebook is the USS Constellation page. Pictures get posted which help people understand what life was like on an aircraft carrier. Here's a berthing compartment similar to the one for Division 90, CIC (Radar), the only difference being we had a green floor and green curtains. This was taken when we were in port. At sea, the overhead lighting was red.