If I had a hammer

My wife took both kids to the store, in the double stroller, and I went down in the garage to have a look at where I might take steps to resume the sheerwall project. I started tapping at the old drywall a little with the hammer, made a few pencil marks, and then started ripping the stuff out just like I had been doing over a year ago when the baby was born. Now I have a 4' by 8' section on the ceiling cleared, and a plan for tomorrow of raising up a piece of plywood and nailing it from the floor joists overhead. That is, as long as no one throws up tonight, and we get a reasonable minimum amount of sleep as defined by the International Red Cross and the United Nations human rights commission.