My part in the electrical extravaganza is over, except for the back-filling once the concrete has set up. I can do that on my own time. Tomorrow morning I will be free to ride.
On the footwear issue: When we still lived in Ohio and I was carting my portable sawmill around, I went to the home of a couple where the husband was a Filipino woodcarver. I never saw him wearing anything other than flip flops while limbing and bucking logs, and carving with his chainsaw.