SO and I worked at my house this weekend, trying to get the jobs done to put it on the market.
SO has worked so hard in laying tile in the kitchen and is now starting on building a new wooden porch over the disintegrating concrete stoop. I am not a person who can sit by and watch while someone else does all the hard work.
So I helped dig post holes with a twisting post hole digger, and I helped load 50lb bags of quickcrete in the trunk of my car. He kept telling me I didn't have to do it, but I was determined to help.
Today I am paying. I have let my exercise routine lapse in the last year which has not done me any favors. Everything aches - neck, shoulders, knees, back.
The good news is that we got two of 6 posts set yesterday for the porch. Now to set the other posts and start laying on the decking. At least the weather is supposed to be nice this week.
No point in this other than I'm feeling pitiful and looking for sympathy.