Mondays are workdays, so I worked. It is the last day before I take a day off on a Tuesday. I do Tuesdays because they are often slow, and low earning days, however, there is always an exception to the rule. “There is an exception to every rule except this one.” Also, if I take Tuesdays off, then I can plan things for days off in the future, or Missus can know what day of the week I am off. That consistency helps. The peculiarity of working on a Monday is that it is the first workday of the new pay period, and so the earnings I get go towards the next paycheck, strange because I take Tuesdays off, then get back into the earning.
Tomorrow is that day off, but I got a start today. I put a ladder in the barn, got a cat cage out of the house, moved a picnic table from the back where it was apparently abandoned and put it in the space under the willow tree. I also helped out with the kitchen refresh. Doing all that after a workday and still feeling just fine is a wonder of a thing for me. My knees were out today, but that was like old man pain, not the traditional pain and it was so much easier to cope with than the deep bone pain of the years going past.
We will see how things go tomorrow. I would not have dragged the picnic table to the front a couple of years ago, and now I just went at it, and came out without the old pain. That is so satisfying.
Hopefully tonight I will get a good night’s sleep, and none of those hours laying awake. Got to get the kids to the bus on time. Then tomorrow is on.