Big time ouch yesterday and today. I tried to do some painting yesterday. Big Mistake. BIG Mistake. I sure am paying the price today.
So, why am I doing the painting? A while back we hired a ‘professional’ paint company, First Aid Painting. NO! Please save yourself and don’t call them. I must admit the owner is a great salesman and has a great reference book. But, when it came down to doing the work, it didn’t work. Long story short – he did NOT live up to the signed contract or his verbal commitments. After several failed attempts on his part, I wrote and said no more and asked him to call to make arranagement to pick up his four ladders. He never called. I guess he’s too embarrassed to speak with me ever again.
Although most of the house is completed, the deck still needs painting. What was I thinking? It’s not hard work, but holding a paint sprayer definitely took a toll on my back. And the job still isn’t done. Guess I’ll head to Craig’s List to find an inexpensive handyman to do the easy, but tedious and physical task.
So much for professional painters. And today, I take the maximum allowed dose of my prescription pain medication and REST.
Candy's continuing and personal story about life with chronic pain after suffering a broken back. T5 refers to the fifth thoracic vertebra ... broken in 2003.
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