Counseling Will Be Of No Use

Y'all.

I am certainly no stranger to Physical Labor. I'm not. We've hung out together on many occasions.  I daresay, some of them were even almost pleasant.

But I am quite obviously totally estranged from Physical Labor All Day Long For Three Straight Days.
In fact, Me and the Physical Labor All Day Long For Three Straight Days could not have a more dysfunctional relationship.

At this very moment, in fact, I am having less than positive thoughts about the possibility that there ever in this lifetime will be a reconciliation between us.

Ever.

There has been scraping and painting and ladder climbing and bending. There have been innumerable trips to Home Depot (shout out to Jim! You're the best!) and incorrect measurements and WHY THE HECK DIDN'T YOU BOTHER TO TELL ME IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ENAMEL PAINT?
There's also been a great deal of carpet removal and grout grinding. Yes, grout grinding. 2 whole rooms of it.

But now mostly there's just pain. And the inability to use my limbs in any kind of normal way.

So I decided  that I would just share a couple of recent pictures instead of having to take any powerful narcotics just to be able to type a long post.


I know you understand.

This photo shows one of my sons (on the left) hitting a tree we were trying to burn at the farm. I thought the effect was kind of cool.  You know, the Lu has no clue whatsoever how to use her camera in the dark effect.  

This is what we did New Year's Eve.

I know. Exciting.




And this is my new Texas Ware Bowl.

You all knew I bought it.

I think I loved it before I saw it.
I think I dreamed it into life...


There's a song.



No really. It's in mint condition. And a great color.

And I have no self control.


Hope you're all having a great day!

Lu