Rocket surgery

It's been a busy few weeks.  Today is the first day in a long time I haven't been exhausted at the end of the day or that the end of the day wasn't between 9 and 10 pm.

That said, here are a couple funny mixed metaphors that came out of my tired brain recently:

"It's not rocket surgery."  (Turns out this isn't a very original phrase, but it was certainly unintended at the time.)

"I'm sweating against a deadline."  (I like the imagery here.)

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