Had a busy week so far, work and at the house. Worked the late shift Saturday to Tuesday. Tuesday turned into a stay over from the late shift to get a gear box swapped out. Ended up leaving work around 8am and started on the gearbox around 11:00pm the night before. Thought I'd get some sleep after I got home, dogs were all being a pain and wouldn't let me sleep, then dad called and said this buddy had more insulation. Said f-it at that point and got dressed again and ran over to dad's place with the truck. Ran to his friends house, hung out there for a couple hours. Good guy, I'm gonna owe him big one day. Filled the back of the truck up with insulation, then proceeded ro ask me if I needed/ wanted any pex, then conduit, wire etc.. the truck was full already, but I said I'd take the roll of pex and whatever conduit he wanted to get rid of. His wife came out and said he should show me around the house garage, huge rolls of 10-3 with pull line attached for well pumps, direct burial 12-2 and 14-3, misc rolls of 6 through 12 ga thhn wire. Basically said I could take whatever I needed for the shop. His wife wants everything gone so she can park her car in the garage, he's retired contractor and his shop was his last project. He's going on vacation for a week and a half, so in 2 weeks I'll hook back up with him and get the other stuff he said I could have. I sure am thankful, he wouldn't take a dime for anything. Said he was just happy someone wanted the stuff and didn't want it to go to waste.