I was back on the roof of the high school today. I spread tar, hauled roofing, screwed boards down and my very favorite ..... hung over the edge to hold boards for nailing. It made me laugh because it was just too ... well I guess surreal. As I was laying on my stomach hanging over the edge with two of the guys it made me wonder if we looked like little ducklings all in a row.
So now at the end of a long day, I find that I am tired, very sore and sooooo ready to call it a night. It has been a long time since I have done so much heavy work, for so many days in a row. I think this is probably pretty good for me. What doesn't kill me, will make me stronger..... right? Or does it just make me wish it had killed me?
Just Connie
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