Tuesday's Make Up.

Four hours of radio configuration crises.

Three hours in Philadelphia traffic.

Two hours at a tower site waiting for a climber that didn’t show up.

One hour of endless meeting.

One hour of frequency planning fun.

One hour of actual work, scattered through the day.

Equals twelve hour day.

But wait, there’s more…

Five hours of apartment cleaning so Wife and Monkey won’t be subjected to bachelor pad squalor.

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