A brutal weekend at the Queen. Forked over $300 to Lowe's for screws, light fixtures, and what not. Laid the plywood underlayment for the tile shower and worked on enlarging the hall bathroom's dwarf-door into something tall and stately. I'm within spitting distance of getting it done now.
I'm not naturally athletic (quite the opposite), but spending a weekend doing manual labor didn't use to bother me. When I tell people about the Queen they are always telling me how good it is that I'm doing this while I'm young. The last time someone told me this I said, "I guess so, but I don't think that I will be once its through with me." Now, the morning after my knees are killing me. God help me if live long enough to be old.
I'm not naturally athletic (quite the opposite), but spending a weekend doing manual labor didn't use to bother me. When I tell people about the Queen they are always telling me how good it is that I'm doing this while I'm young. The last time someone told me this I said, "I guess so, but I don't think that I will be once its through with me." Now, the morning after my knees are killing me. God help me if live long enough to be old.
posted by John | 7:21 PM
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Working on a house, particularly a house like this, is one of the most difficult things to do. Houses break up marrages and deflate your ego. It's war and both your body and mind are bound to feel it.
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