Meh, not so great today. Managed 3 carloads and them my back gave it up. It’s not the packing, or the unpacking, or the sorting that wears me down. It’s not even the carrying. It’s the endless trips up and down stairs. 29 cycles today. The old knees just ain’t what they used to was no more.
At least the snow has stopped, now that I’ve shoveled the walkways twice. And tomorrow it will be bright and sunny and warm, tra la.
Well, now you know how Hercules felt when he was tasked with cleaning out the Aegean stables.
Love “shitwhistle.” It’s not often I hear a profanity that I haven’t heard before.
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