I’m having a blah day. Ever have one of those? This is my second blah day. I can still function on these days but they leave me with a sense of — blahness.
Perhaps it’s the change of weather going from summer to autumn. But I enjoy autumn so much that I can’t imagine that’s it.
My hands have been hurting recently and I didn’t get much sleep the last couple of days. I worked in the front yard turning the grass and dirt over with a shovel, using a hoe to de-compact the grass from the dirt then tossing the grass in the yardwaste container. When that was done, I laid weed control tarp down and then took the long walk with my wagon to the chip pile that was made when we had the large branches from the downed trees removed.
The chip pile is located at the back of our property. With a short shovel, I dug into the chip pile and heaved it into the wagon. Back and forth I went several times so that I could use these wood chips for mulch in our front yard.
I told myself I would not work past 1:00 p.m. so went to look at the time. 10:45 a.m. Are you kidding me? I thought I had been out there for quite awhile and was tiring quickly. I’d only been working an hour and a half and had gotten quite a bit done.
But — my hands hurt. I believe it’s from the yard work I did. Perhaps I did too much too quickly.
I was kind to my hands last evening. Warm water, lotion, massage … today they are still sore.
Maybe arthritis? A friend, they are in their 70’s, told me that it doesn’t get any better. Bodies wear down quickly once you turn 50.
We’ll see what tomorrow brings. Hopefully the blahness will go away.
A friend of mine whose almost 80 told me that since I wasn’t used to doing this kind of work that I probably stretched some tendons out. He advised I soak then in cold then hot water to get the blood flowing through my hand. I’ll have to try that soon.
In the meantime, I’ll have to trudge through today running errands and hoping the blahness wears off.