Last week was a solid challenge. Tuesday being my last day off, I took it easy. Rolling into camp completely exhausted is okay. Rolling into the office on your first day that way is not.
So I’ll address the noisy, dragging brakes Saturday morning. Before the pool party.
2 out of 31. It would be hard to fail any harder at this one.
May was a hell of a month. And in many ways, it was a month of hell. Lots of great ideas, punctuated by stress, urgency, deadlines, and dead pets. Were it not for our Sedona getaway last weekend, I probably would have lost ALL my marbles.
Starting tomorrow, I’m committed to getting back on the Bowflex at least three times a week. I did it for three or four months after Kauai last summer, so I know I can do it. There’s still a question of how I’ll tag my posts going forward, but I’ll figure something out.
I was so relaxed when I got home from our Sedona Vortex getaway, I unpacked and immediately got to work out in the garage. I hauled the Bowflex out and washed it. Then I reorganized the garage to make room for us to actually use the Bowflex. And THEN I took a seat on the living room couch.
Monday afternoon, I replaced two warped studs and a load-bearing 4×6 on the back patio. Would you believe that brand new 4×6 is already developing cracks? Of the four 4x6s holding up the roof out back, apparently only two actually bear any significant load–and I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole damn thing isn’t tweaked to one side, causing me these headaches.
In any case, I think I might have overdone it when I got home, because I was beyond exhausted today. Then again, staying up, working until almost midnight didn’t help.