Keeping My Chin Up

I had to -- to see where I was going. Here I am schlepping the panels I bought yesterday down to the basement workshop -- ably assisted by the old handcart.

I also bought a couple of smaller pieces yesterday -- much easier to manage and a very useful size -- intending to go back for more today. There was a big stack of them, so I wasn't in a hurry and didn't get to the ReStore until late afternoon. There were only two pieces left! The guy who sold me them said, "They've been flying out of here!"

P.S. I thought of another title for this -- I need a hand. My other hand was holding the handcart.