My Back.....It Hurts

*Okay, if you read my previous post, which was written at nearly 3 am last night (or should I say today? Who knows?), you will know that hubs and I started working at the new house (I know I need to update the picture, but that stinkin Easy Share just isnt cooperating) around 3:30 pm yesterday and got home around 3 am this morning. I spent the entire time (with the exception of a glorious 30 minutes that we spent at A&W in the air conditioning drinking a large Pepsi and eating a chicken sandwich - yep, we are TN rednecks for sure) vacuuming the entire floor of the house with a shop-vac. For those of you who are not familiar with a shop-vac, let me explain......A shop-vac is a very powerful vacuum cleaner that will suck up even the strongest/largest of dirt/rocks - it will suck up the floor and everything under it - it will suck up the worms from out of the earth under the floor - Yes, it's that powerful. It is a tool that when used correctly will make anyone bend over and you will feel the need to pull for dear life (else it will suck you up too).

Our new house is not tiny. I suctioned every square inch of it with that amazing machine (with the exception of the kitchen, which hubs did because he felt sorry for me - he was carrying junk out of the house while I was vacuuming - it is hard being a contractor when you really are not a contractor). I bent over for hours and hours. The worst part is that our house has no air. No, I don't mean that it has no air conditioning, although that is true as well ---I mean there was no air stirring in the place. We had the windows open, but there was no air to be found until around 1:30 am. Stifling is a word that comes to mind.

Since there was no air, you can imagine how hot we were. Sweat. Tons of it. I don't normally sweat - I can take an hour and a half long aerobics class and barely break a sweat. I'm just not a sweater (I don't mean the knit kind - well, you know what I mean). But, last night I was dripping wet. Now, I ask you, if I do this kind of work often (which I do lately - I am waiting on hubs to come and get me so we can unload some sheet rock right now - I am such a manly man), why am I not skinny??????? Where is the justice in this world??????

Anyway, my back hurts - alot.


*Got into bed around 3:30 am - hubs was back up before 7 am. What is up with that internal alarm clock thing. I know lots of people who have it. Glad I 'm not one of them.

*VBS stuff has been purchased, but everything is not ready. Have lots of cutting and sawing. If I could get my dern Kodak EasyShare stuff to work right, I would show you.........(again, no smart comments about the Easy Share from you people with the Nikons with the long things sticking out on the front - I am not a photographer and I don't play one on TV - heck, I cant even get my Easy Share software to work right).

*For those of you who were wondering, all the ants of the world have made it safely to their summer home. The sad part is that their summer home is also my home. The exterminator comes at 1 pm today. Praise the Lord!

*Last time the exterminator came (he comes every 6 months to check for termites -like you care about that), it took me about 25 minutes to move all the stuff from in front of the door that leads to the basement. We have a scary basement - never go down there. Matter of fact I store all my junk right in front of the door - you know, just in case someone tries to enter our home from the scary basement. If they try, they will kill themselves on all the junk - that is if they could even get the door open. The embarrassing part is when you don't remember the exterminator guy is coming and you have to remove all this junk while he stands over you. All the while you are trying to explain why you have all this junk stored here and that you really are not a pig even though your house looks like a pig stye. Hope that never happens to you.

*My mom posted about her wild ride from last week.......I will never again see Med-Flight go over my house without thinking of my mother. Our house is in the flight pattern of where she was picked up, so by the time I got the call that she was on it, I looked out and saw it going over head - it was carrying my mommy - sick feeling!

*Okay, that is about as much boredom and random griping that you can take for one day. Thanks to all of you who have actually read this far (mom, dad). I have to go and move the stuff from in front of my basement door now - the exterminator will be here in about 3 hours - that should give me just enough time.