Twenty-eight 50 pound boxes. I got this.
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Today is Wednesday and that would mean I run and go to the gym. I did it last week in 18º weather. Today it was near 70º and this morning was sunny. But I had to wait for this delivery.
That is our new floor. "Sometime between 8 and 12." The guy arrived at 11:00. Eighty-five boxes each weighing 50 pounds. The guy was bringing them in two at a time. I helped bringing in one at a time. So doing the math ... I brought in a third of the boxes. Twenty eight boxes. Fifty pounds each. Who needs running?
But I still wanted to run.
But I also had to wait for the Big Yellow Dumpster to be picked up. That happened at 12:30.
But I still had to go to the supermarket.
If I hurried, I could be done early enough to get in a 90 minute run and still be home to fix dinner.
But as I passed by the front of the store, I could look out and I had to check my watch. The lights were on in the parking lot and it wasn't even 3:00. That tore it. I will run in 18º weather, snow, light rain.
But a thunderstorm? When there is lightning, I absolutely do *NOT* want to be the tallest thing around.