“I sometimes feel I have nothing to say, and I want to communicate this.”
-- Damien Hirst
You're been warned. *grin*
That pretty much sums up my feelings for this post. After the carport renovations, it’s been dull as dishwater in this neck of the woods.
Riding has been unattainable lately. Seems I’ve twisted my right knee. It’s developed this lovely popping, burning and hurting act. I appreciate the man that created Aleve. (What a life safer!) My husband is in the same pitiful situation. I suspect this is a result of the four or so days of standing on solid concrete floors, climbing ladders, swinging the paint roller around, moving the new cabinets into place, and so forth. Our situation has put any motorcycling activities on temporary hold.
All work -- No play -- makes Sparky --something-- --something--.
Ok, it’s not that bad. *lol* At least it's finally Fall. My favorite time of the year. More than likely I'll be up and cruising in a few days. And I’m only being lazy by not penning any correspondence. I suffer from these temporary episodes of brain freeze in the blogging department. I am enjoying everyone else's writings though.
Anyway, that’s my situation at the moment.
If you're still awake, hope your evening is blessed.