Oh, yes. Just waiting for the rain to end when I have a couple of days off in a row so I can finish the exterior around the new windows in the bedroom and living room.
People used to call your problem "esprit d'escalier," the "staircase wit," meaning the perfect, witty retort that doesn't occur to you until you are on the staircase going to bed later in the evening. That happens to me a lot more than those perfectly-timed witty remarks, but I don't write about it on the internet.
