One of these days I'll have an early night and I'll be able to get up and do what I promise to do before I go to work...
Yeah, sure. And pigs'll fly.
Anyhoo, for about the past three work days I thought as rain was forecast that I should stack the wood under cover. I'll get up early and do it, thought I. But the rain didn't come when it was forecast so I didn't worry too much about it.
Today there was a thunderstorm.
Tonight I nearly killed myself stacking some wood under the carport. Shoulders and hands are now hurting like hell. It's gripping things that hurts, probably arthuritis*.
I also had my flu shot today. That isn't helping, either.
*that's a joke, Joyce.