I'd take the pills.
But Ugh, could use some now. Peabody calling me at 7:30 about a changing a light bulb? Jesus what did I sign on for? I used to get irritated when he would call for more salt after I just got in.
Trying to stretch out, got some handles hanging from the ceiling and have been hanging and stretching from that the last day or so and it hurts like hell. A few things popped which was cool.
Chores at the horse farm after chores at Peabody's... can you see me running?
NOW I wish I could get me a few of them Mexicans but I think I am too late.
I do need to get people I can get to do the things I used to do with better agility than I do now but that was never really my business plan. Sure wish it was, but its not. I gonna get a job at Davey, maybe inspecting lines, consulting, white 4x4.
Til I tell them I can't make it cause my kid has a half day and Peabody needs a bulb. I am kinda waiting for him to transpire then I plan to stop plowing. Well I was, til I got this other road account which ain't paying cause there is no snow.
Usually I am knee deep in plow money at this time but at least I can pilfer through a client list and find work to do.