I’m off to work. Nope, not off to work after my holidays are done, I’m off to work this morning because the job still isn’t done. But I’ve struck a compromise with my holiday companion and with my boss. And I’ve struck one with myself also.
I’m only working a half day today, and I only worked a half day yesterday, too. I think that’s going to help on all fronts. The boss agreed to it readily and took the afternoon off himself yesterday. He had some things he wanted to take care of anyway.
The job is insulating a crawl space under a rather large cottage. It involves working on all fours with our heads bent up to see the walls we’re working on. We also need to see where we’re going. And I personally need to see the damned joists and stringers that seem to have been positioned just where my head wants to go whenever I’m not looking.