A Continuing Niche…Dreaded
Doing this corner was hard because it requires that I bend a lot, and am forced to squat and sit. And my sixty-one-year-old body protests mightily. It is the kind of work that I would have not given a thought to at, say, forty. But sixty-one? Ouch.
After sitting on the floor for a while, it is hard to get up. Then it is hard to actually stand erect. So I walk around kinda bent for a short while. The very image of some old guy.
This age thing is something that I have yet to get my head around as I feel like I am, I dunno, thirty-five. So, who is this old guy?
When I am painting the exterior, I build the scaffolding in such a way that I rarely have to bend or sit. Usually, I am standing and this makes it vastly easier to do the work. But inside? There is nothing I can do about walls and base well below my waist. I now think of these as the Dreaded Areas.
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