 I talked to my mom, you know, again, 87 years old. I talked to her on Friday evening, and it had been a while since I talked to her, and I said, Mom, how's it going? And she's like, oh, exciting stuff. I got contractors coming to the house next week. They're putting in a brand new bathroom downstairs. Really? Yeah. She's like, yeah, the shower was leaking, and the sink needs to be replaced. You know, your dad used to use that putty stuff to keep the leaks away. Well, I always told him, that's not going to work. That's not going to last. Sure enough, here we are. It's time to replace it. And she's like the project manager. Oh, yeah.