My back is hurting again, but at least I don’t know it. It’s been hurting for a good half-week now, and I finally broke down and took some ibuprofen this morning. It was sore over the past few days to the point where it was affecting my posture, which I think was probably exacerbating the situation; I’m hopeful the restoration of my posture helped by the lack of pain at the moment will help eliminate the pain long-term. We’ll see.<\/p>\n
Good, albeit tiring weekend. I put the rest of the beadboard up the in the kitchen, took the kids to church Sunday morning (Diane wasn’t feeling well) and had a reasonably productive Sunday afternoon and evening. The job I’m doing for my father-in-law requires the use of a tool which happens to be portable, so I brought it home and clamped it to my (awesome) work table in the garage. I’ll be able to put in a lot more hours this week, and get the job done more quickly, which is a big win-win for both Mr Eppley and myself. I’ll be down there tonight, listening to my homeboy<\/a> on the radio starting at 9 p.m. whilst I crank away. Should be fun.<\/p>\n