Thursday, February 16, 2023

 Wednesday - morning.

I would be eternally grateful to the Living God if my energy levels could ever come back to "normal" status since that episode of Covid in November.  It's getting to the point of ridiculous.  Work 6 hours of manual labor and I'm toast?  And other things not worth going into here.  

Well, it was longer than 6 hours yesterday, it's just that it was 6 hours of solid work, the rest was doing other business related things that didn't require much energy. It's why I'm trying to keep off going back to trucking as long as possible. I'm not sure I'd last a 14 hour shift even if only driving.  

I frankly believe that a lot of these deaths with young people who are otherwise healthy and aren't drug abusers are victims of the Covid shot.  But there is speculation in the medical world that getting Covid regardless of shots can also damage the heart.  I'm not living in fear, I'm just saying, it's particularly odd all of the things that are happening in our society that are seemingly after-effects of Covid - whether the virus itself, the shots to try to diminish it's effects or a combination of both.  

Oh, well I'm eternally grateful to the Lord regardless of energy levels.  Salvation is a priceless gift. 

Anyway, today's agenda is simply to go to Lowe's get 3 more boxes of the vinyl tiles, install them and then start work on installing the electrical outlet boxes.  Start running the wires if time permits.  It rained during the wee hours of the morning, I'm not renting a mini ex today. I dunno when the 2cd new shed is coming.  

I want the 2cd one to built out, not the damaged one.  It will serve as the enclosure for the water heater.  

I am not going to write too much today, I have a purplish middle finger and tho the pain isn't terrible, I can definitely feel it when hitting the i,d or c key.  My leg is still in pain, somewhere between mild and medium.  I suspect that will exist for quite a while.  

So, with that, off to work.  

G'day. 

 Friday late-morning Typical morning when there is no work.  It was, I should say, until the new guy called.  "There's nothing wron...