That’s how I have felt for the past several weeks. I have been painting  a two story staircase on the north side of my apartment building. It takes 20 to 24 man/woman hours each summer. At this point I have completed about 16 to 18. Then I am painting the siding as well in places where the paint has worn thin. I’ll finish that tomorrow morning, I hope. After that I move on to the outside doors. There are five of them. They are faded and I have to repaint them … purple. At least it’s a colorful job.

In addition I have been doing the grass every week. With the rain we’ve had, it is in dire need of a cut each and every week.

I’ve spent pleasant time with family and friends too. And there are a couple of elderly friends who are in need of moving to new quarters. Fortunately there are six men involved in the move. Since I am the elder statesman of the group, I will allow the younger fellows to demonstrate their manliness on the heavier objects. Kind of me, isn’t it?

So now you’ve heard my litany of complaints; really just work that must be done in certain timeframes. If I don’t get the outside work done before August 15th I will be partially incapacitated by ragweed allergies. I don’t know which is worse, the ailment or the medicine that, over time, reduces my mental effectiveness. That reminds me about the time I hung the snow blower on hooks in the garage to get it out of the way. When I finished, the wheels were three feet off the ground and I was the only one who could get it down.That was in allergy season. My allergy medicine did that; that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

I’m working on another blog tonight which I will schedule for tomorrow. It is about a recent omen in my life. Hope you ae enjoying this unseasonably nice weather we are having … blue skies, fair-weather clouds and mild temperatures; feels like Wisconsin or Michigan weather.