Monday was the last day of my four week vacation and it feels like I need a vacation. I've spent every day, except two, working on the house. An average of 7 hours/day. And it's been the oddest vacation I ever had I think. I've been stung by hornets, had a hammer fall down on my head, twisted my ankle, twisted my knee, twisted my elbow (all on the right side and all at different times), I've laughed hysterically at my own shortcomings, I've cried at my own shortcomings 🤷♀️, I fell backwards from the ladder, I've cursed, I've felt incredibly proud of myself, I have had paint in my hair for 4 weeks and still do (I'll cut it off tonight), had 3 ticks, woke up every morning being so sore I could hardly move and had to take pills to be able to put my clothes on, overworked my shoulders (and it will probably come back and kick my ass), my legs are full of bruises, it feels like I've ran a marathon and just passed the goal line. I had a plan and I had a schedule and I did it on the four weeks I had planned. Every single goal I had during this period was done.
And then I ask myself "would you have done it if you knew?"
And I'm probably dumb because I would. When I see the results I feel happiness. And pride. 😊
But now it's nice to be back at work so I can rest a little. 😁
And only work on the house on weekends lol.
There are still two sides left to get ready but I think they will be fairly easy. One will be done this weekend.
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