It’s 10:19 P.M. and I just got home.
I have been up since 5:30 this morning. After I busted my ass at work for 8 hours, I had to go to my Mom’s to try and figure out what was wrong with this 4 foot long , wooden box surrounded florescent light fixture over the kitchen island and stove after her boyfriend broke it trying to change a tube in it.
This turned into an absolute SHIT SHOW because the fixture has some weird connectors on it I couldn’t find and I wound up trying to retro fit a new LED unit inside this wooden surround that looks like an upside down planter made out of crown molding.
The wooden box doesn’t actually attach to the ceiling. The light fixture is screwed to it from the inside and then the fixture was scabbed to the ceiling with one moly bolt and one wood screw into a celing joist.
Six and a half hours, two trips to Lowes, two trips to the house for tools and we were just getting ready to try and get it hung by these plastic zip tie type moly bolts the guy at Lowes talked us into trying when it all went to shit.
It takes two guys on ladders to even hold the thing up.
“They hold up 265 pounds apiece”. he says
The fuck they do, I broke two of the sonsabitches just trying to get them shoved into the hole!
The fucking plastic is rotten and brittle.
So now I get to go back over there and do battle with that rotten prick Murphy again tomorrow.
AFTER, I get up and drive 35 miles to my Father In Law’s and take his rig to DEQ like I tried to do LAST weekend, except I wound up putting a radiator in it instead.
Oh, and just for shits and giggles, about ten minutes before I left work today I was standing in the shop shooting the shit with a buddy of mine when all of a sudden out of the blue my left side right about the bottom of my rib case started itching like a motherfucker..
It was one of those things that had been bugging me a little but I wasn’t paying much attention to. When I started scratching the itch it hurt like a bastard.
I scratched it just a bit more and it felt like I had a boil or something on my side.
I took my coveralls off and yanked my shirt up to find a bunch of red blotches kind of in a line about four inches long. I showed my boss and he said it looked like something bit me.
I looked a little closer and had another opinion.This didn’t look like a bite to me.
I got to my Mom’s and showed her and she said exactly what I was thinking. She was a nurse for a long time too.
On top of all of the bullshit, it looks like I have a case of Shingles.
It has since started spreading to my belly and around to my back.
Because that isn’t enough fun, for this whole week I have had a hell of a time getting any sleep because the minute I lay down, an old case of Diverticulitis has been kicking up and it feels like a hot poker is jabbing me in the guts on one side. I’ll let you guess which side that would be. Here’s a hint, it’s the one with the red, blotchy and itchy spots on it now.
I’m fine all day until the minute I lay down. Then it’s hard to get to sleep and it wakes me up with excruciating pain several times in the night.
So on top of it all, I am fucking exhausted from no sleep.
As fucked up as it all is, I am still a lucky bastard compared to people with real problems so I have been trying to keep the sniveling down but damn, I could use a bit of a break from some of this crap.
So now that I have basically put in a 16 or 17 hour day, I get to look forward to trying to fall down and get some sleep, except for that whole knife in the guts thing. And the itching.
I have a feeling it’s going to be a long day tomorrow too.