All I'm Saying there's a joke in here somewhere

I don't know why I am, but I am tired. My activity today consisted of cooking French toast for breakfast (freedom toast in some parts of the world, I guess), showering, and then hanging out with my dad, who came over for his weekly visit with Freya. We had a concrete contractor come over and confirm his bid, and we hired him to expand our patio next week. Then Freya napped and I made chocolate chip oatmeal cookies, and Matt got to work site prepping the patio extension area. He really did a lot of manual labor today--I just feel like I did.

We got the neighbor to come over and help move sprinkler heads around, and I took care of Freya and their four year old son while the work was ongoing. And I made barbequed ribs, roasted potatoes and asparagus for dinner. And then we went and got groceries.

I should not feel utterly rendered, but I do.