Okay.....so twerking after 50 is not a good idea! Truthfully, twerking at any age is not pretty, but after 50 it just becomes physically dangerous. Yes, I am speaking first hand. You have to know that alcohol was involved, along with hanging out with some really bad influences (other 50 year olds from my graduating class of #@ years ago). I am just thankful that everyone was too busy doing their own version of twerking to take pictures. Ain't nobody wants to see any of that!!!!
Since that display of really bad judgment, I have been a miserable human being. Everything from my waist to my toenails sends out periodic waves of discomfort and sometimes full on pain. I have had to ice my knees and ankles like I just ran a marathon. Even the bottoms of my feet hurt and I have been walking like I am 90 years old and need a walker. To say that I have been moving slow is an understatement BUT, I have been accomplishing things.....slowly.....very slowly. This brings me to today's actual topic........projects!
It took me two days and a whole lot of aspirin, ice packs and a couple of nights of sleeping with the heating pad, but I accomplished my goal and cleaned both rooms. Who knew they actually had floors? Oh yeah....the dogs knew! Now David's therapy room/guest room is 98% finished. There are still a couple of places on the walls that need to be touched up as his hospital bed did a number on them and I need to find a really good rug to cover the less than stellar floors, but other than that......I am pretty pleased with the outcome.
So I am pretty proud of my rooms now and I am proud of working through the pain. I am however, not so proud of what I did to cause the pain. So let that be a lesson to you all. Twerking and alcohol just don't mix after 50!