What a pleasure it was
What a pleasure it was to have my dad ride along with me last night.
What a nice day it was to do some fire training on roof ventilation. I never realized before how dangerous that stuff could be, even in training.
Showing some 3/4 CDX plywood decking who's boss with a fire axe can get out some great pent-up aggression. *
Getting home to a nice bowl of my wife's beef stroganoff after dropping off yet another person at the jail who insisted that they would have [my] job is good for a bit of schadenfreude, especially when you know what that person is having for breakfast.
*NOTE: More fireman talk in comments.