It is in the upper 70s outside, and I took a walk to the Asian supermarket and got a package of egg rolls for lunch. It is almost a perfect day for spray painting, except there is a slight breeze. That's fine, because I am sick of spray painting, and neither of my index fingers has recovered yet from the mammoth spray painting session on Friday. Toward the end of the session, I was starting to have problems holding the spray button down because my fingers were tired. I tried using my middle fingers to press the spray button, but they aren't strong enough (at least for Rustoleum's spray buttons--maybe some other manufacturer has a lighter touch on the button).
I got off track. The point was supposed to be that it's very nice outside.