I mowed some of the lawn yesterday and am sore with bolts of pelvic pain and arm tendinitis. Usually the neighbour’s boy mows our back lawn with a riding mower as we have an acre of land, but their machine is broken, so we are back to the push mower.
I’ve got to try and do a bit more today, which still leaves the whole front and side for my husband to do, and then next weekend it has to be done again.
The roofer hasn’t called us back after agreeing to give us a quote a month ago. Now that the robins are finished nesting we can call him again but he doesn’t seem too keen. Then we need to re-do the bathroom. I wanted to have a year without stress and debt, but we have to do some things. Our concrete front porch is crumbling away and the garage doors need done, and our pine floors need refinished. Our 45 year-old house needs everything done it seems to me. No wonder I have chronic pain and muscle tension. Hopefully when the spouse retires in eight weeks he will be around to sort some of this out.
I can tell that I’ve been grinding my teeth constantly. Sunday is supposed to be a restful day and I am overwhelmed by poor physical health and an inability to clean. The dogs and their bedding need to be washed and the floors need to be scrubbed. I can’t bend over, I can’t launder large loads because of the leaching pit being old. The Newf needs to be groomed and I can’t bend my arm or get down on the floor.
The lawn sits and grows….
X OF CATS (10 of Swords)
Oh yeah, that’s me hiding under the bed.
Make it go awaaaay.