Hot. Oh my hot. Mid 90sF in the afternoon, no breeze, but at least there was some overcast. That’s what today will be like too, probably.
I hid indoors. My back was killing me. Standing. walking. sitting, all hurt. Eventually I got the shiatsu machine to work on it, followed by a hot shower and stretching, then more stretching. It finally moved, and felt good for about an hour. Not much productive happened. I think it was caused by the time I spent standing on the sloped roof, pressurewashing. That was very awkward and I did it for a couple of hours. In any case, it really hurt and I didn’t feel like doing anything more than catching up on paperwork and online auctions.
Today I’ll have to do some stuff. I’ve got a craigslist guy and an ebay guy that need more info about stuff I’m selling, so I have to go figure out the answers to their questions. Fortunately I told them I’d get back to them on Tuesday.
I’ve got kid taxi, and domestic bliss to do today too. No rest for the wicked. Or wrest ‘or the wicket. Sticky or not.
Today is the 7th anniversary of my dad’s passing, and I miss him. I’ve been thinking about him a lot this last week, when I wasn’t focused on the job. His legacy is me, my siblings, our kids, and a some things he made for us. I feel like I’ll have done pretty well if I turn out just like him.
In the mean time, I’ll keep working. And stacking. And hoping.
nick