I know that I have all these restrictions on what I can & cannot do. The problem is if I don’t do it won’t get done. I have lost 50 pounds. Everyone is like I bet you’re feeling much better not carrying that weight. The truth is I feel much worse.
Thursdays EZ-E came by. We went to a gun shop, filled up my jerrycans the entire to lunch. Once back at my place I waddled my fat ass from the truck into the garage with the jerrycans. I ended up honing out a trailer turkey and making brine.
Next morning I feel lit total crap. So I start doing my laundry. I did 3 loads, towels clothes and the dogs bed and miscellaneous towels. Unloaded the dishwasher and made some thing to eat. I laid d down early, didn’t sleep for shit.
This morning I made some sausage gravy on toast, thinking it get me moving. Go out and gas up the mower and start mowing. I have a fenced in backyard and some yard waste to burn. It’s spread out along the back fence so burning will take care of weed eating. Getting off the mower I twisted my left knee enough that I got my back twisted too.
So my fat ass is laid out in bed waiting on pain killers to kick in listening to pandora radio thru the tv. Before I laid down I loaded my turkey into the brine. Tomorrow I need to weed eat and brown off the turkey carcasses to make my gravy for the smoked turkey. Monday is smoker day. I’m in total fear of leaving home for the zombie apocalypse.
Thursdays EZ-E came by. We went to a gun shop, filled up my jerrycans the entire to lunch. Once back at my place I waddled my fat ass from the truck into the garage with the jerrycans. I ended up honing out a trailer turkey and making brine.
Next morning I feel lit total crap. So I start doing my laundry. I did 3 loads, towels clothes and the dogs bed and miscellaneous towels. Unloaded the dishwasher and made some thing to eat. I laid d down early, didn’t sleep for shit.
This morning I made some sausage gravy on toast, thinking it get me moving. Go out and gas up the mower and start mowing. I have a fenced in backyard and some yard waste to burn. It’s spread out along the back fence so burning will take care of weed eating. Getting off the mower I twisted my left knee enough that I got my back twisted too.
So my fat ass is laid out in bed waiting on pain killers to kick in listening to pandora radio thru the tv. Before I laid down I loaded my turkey into the brine. Tomorrow I need to weed eat and brown off the turkey carcasses to make my gravy for the smoked turkey. Monday is smoker day. I’m in total fear of leaving home for the zombie apocalypse.