Yes indeed, it is that time of year again. The time when our spouses and significant others feel the urge to spruce things up and change the look of the house. Our household is no exception. So on Friday evening, a new piece of wall sculpture arrived that needed to be installed. And there is no such thing as just hanging a wall sculpture and being done. Nope, you have to move many pieces of wall art at least several times to do this properly. Then you have to stand back and look at the walls and say dumb things like "that wall needs repainting" or "the color of that wall should be changed to add some depth to the room". Those are dumb things to say, at least if you say them aloud, because then you have to actually follow through and do those things.
So Saturday evening I am wrapping up that phase when lo and behold, some new wall thingies arrive for the kitchen! Hooray! So not only do you get to repeat the process discussed above, you get to assemble these new thingies.
Finally, on Sunday evening it looked like I had done what could be done. I decided to have a beer, and to do it correctly I decided to grab a frosty beer mug out of the freezer. I bend down and turn to get up to grab a bottle opener when all of the sudden my feet decided to stay put while the rest of my body attempted to execute all of those manuevers. That felt like about 240,000 volts of electricity flowing through my back followed by a hammer striking my lumbar area. Now I needed that beer. So I limp off to the computer to make a few idiotic posts, and somehow was able to replicate the same back-pleasuring manuevers I had just finished in the kitchen.
My wife has seen the pain I am experiencing every time I get up or move about, and she is very sympathetic. To ensure the same thing doesn't happen again, she is cheerfully working on a list of things to be done around the exterior of the house. Things that probably involve ladders.
