I’m not a whiny person. Ok, I lied…sometimes, I am a whiny person. But this time, I have a really good reason. Moving isn’t just a pain in the ass. It’s a pain in the feet…the ankles…the knees…the back…the hips…the hands…the neck…and yes, even the ass. Basically, I hurt from head to toe. I’ve used muscles I’d forgotten I had. And a few I wish I didn’t know about.
Despite the fact that I feel like an advertisement for Icy Hot, I’m in good spirits (thanks to spirits). The old house is finally cleared of everything we own and the new (older) house is filled with boxes, baskets, and other assorted containers I will need to unpack in the very near future.
But not until I recover. I’m pretty sure a lot more wine (and whining) will be required. Probably aspirin too.
And rest. Could I please get a day or two of rest worked in there? You know…for good measure? Who knows, with a few days of recouperation, I might even take pictures and post them.
Of the house.
Until the next time…I’ll be waiting for the combination of wine and aspirin to kick in.