Just One More Thing...
I know better... Really... I do. But I got so much done.
Animals fed, garage/workshop rearranged, bicycles fixed, lumber cart built and loaded...
The lumber cart was almost finished when my body decided I was well past done. Back Spasms! But, of course, one needs to finish, to clean up, in order to be able to close the garage door.
Then, just a short cool-down in the pool (no swimming just a nice, buoyant, luxurious, lol).
"Oh, silly fool!," quoth the universe, "Of course, you'll swim some laps! The water feels great!"
Of course, after a sleepless night, I'm relegated to spending the day recuperating in the recliner, attached to my heating pad, paying...painfully for yesterday's misdeeds.
I'm such an idiot.
How long was your longest flare?