I was basically on a dead run from when I finished a cup of coffee at 7:30 this morning until I ate a cold dinner at 7:30 tonight.
I did stop long enough to choke down a chicken sandwich and some fries at 2:30 after I left the Father In Law’s place but that was about it.
A couple of 5 or 10 minute breaks.
Other than that, full fucking throttle all day.
I’m too tired to even say what all I got done but it was a bunch.
A WHOLE bunch.
I haven’t had time to even keep up with the comments today so Thanks Cederq, for staying on top of shit.
I am going to sit here and vedge out until I go to bed, try to catch up on current events etc.
Then I have to get up tomorrow and run my ass ragged again all fucking day, until I fall down.
The Rental Management outfit is coming for their yearly inspection next week and I am trying to cram several months worth of maintenance crap like the yard work, gutter cleaning and small fix it’s that couldn’t get done because it’s been cold and rainy since last Fall.
Thankfully the yard has been mowed recently and some weed eating done.
Then there is…. The Garage.
Once again, thankfully I have actually been working on that for a while too in my spare time.
It’s still bad but NOTHING like it was a month ago.
I have actually given away a few machines that were surplus and can actually get from one end to the other again.
A little more Triage and a quick run to the dump and I am going to call it good.
After this inspection bullshit get’s behind me then I have a 3 day weekend coming up.
I plan on getting some of MY OWN shit done for a change and everybody else can take a flying leap for once.
It was nice today, almost hot and it’s supposed to be nice tomorrow.
I am going to go until I can’t go no mo.
Rental inspection?
Never heard of that one.
Hope it all works out for you.
BTW, you’re pretty close to my age(I’m 67}. You gotta tell people to back off when they’re calling you for help. Seems you make it too easy for folks around you who are too lazy or too stupid to fend for themselves.
My point is, take care of yourself.
Don’t let the bastards grind you down. I hope I’m not over-stepping here. I truly want your life less stressful.
No rest for the weary. Take a break and go fishing my friend, cause that’s “Where I Find God” (my favorite Larry Fleet song). I know, not your musical genre, but worth a listen to.
Did the wife unit pitch in inside? I don’t envy you, you work like a black person picking cotton…
Yeah, she worked her ass off too,
Good luck Phil !
Although I feel for you embrace the suck because it’s only going to get worse.
As a side note, never ever decide to move a family member that is a hoarder into your home. It’s been a month and a half battle with my mother over even torn cardboard boxes on top of all the other demands.
I need to hammer out some time and take you up on my favorite stream, which is basically in your backyard, for a weekend of camping and tossing flies for hungry trout.
Remember, as others have expressed, make time for yourself.
wes
wtdb
Ditto
You need to start now, bro–and drop the RPM by a few every chance you get. Quit worrying that people will think you’re lazy. You’ve had a nuckle-bustin’ ass-crackin’ work ethic all your life, buddy, and you need to Slo Yo Mustang Down. No more sprint–it’s a marathon just to finish well. I’m 72, I know of what I speak…