I have no pictures to prove it but I worked today. Yes, real work. None of this playing around stuff. I had recently told my friend, neighbor and electrician, Fred, I could help him if he ever needed two more hands. He finally took me up on it. He told me he'd pick me up at 3 AM. I set my alarm for 2:30, went to bed early and then never slept because I was afraid I wouldn't hear the alarm go off. I got up a little after 2:00. We drove 45 minutes to 5 Guys Burgers and Fries in Lynchburg. We had to get the work done before the restaurant opened so there was a little pressure to work fast. We were to remove 18 trough light fixtures that were in a suspended ceiling and replace them with new ones. Wouldn't you know it, on the first light I cut my finger and had to ask for a band-aid. I didn't want to ask because I didn't want to look like a wimp so early on but I had already dripped my blood down the bathroom stall I was working over. We finished the job by 9:30, an hour and a half earlier than we thought. It was enjoyable work but I don't think I'd like to do that every day - work, I mean.
I'm very tired and I need a nap. I need to space my work days out to one every month or so. I don't want to wear myself out. A woman needs her beauty rest you know. Some of us more than others.