Splinter, be well

[vaneramos]

I returned to a different mode at work the beginning of last week. A load of lumber arrived on the Monday. Since then I've been moving, stacking and milling it all day, every day. This time it's oak, which is considerably heavier and administers more slivers than the usual poplar.

It's exhausting. My normal five-and-a-half to six hours sleep per night is not sufficient rest for the body. Last night I caught up a little. I always have a healthy lunch on weekdays, but with this muggy weather permeating my apartment, I haven't had much appetite in the evenings. I'm probably losing weight again. That's okay.

Again I've been waking up with joint pain in strange parts of my upper body: beside the point of the left shoulder, and now right around the sternum. I should start taking glucosamine again. I have so much trouble maintaining the habit of taking vitmain supplements, why bother starting? So goes my unreasonable reasoning. The others which would be advantageous are Omega-3s and (in winter) vitamin D. I already have part bottles of everything in the fridge, and there they sit.

The time I've set aside for researching and choosing a new career path is fast approaching. I feel most qualified to pursue some kind of skilled labour, but I don't know whether my body is suited to it. I don't want to be loading lumber 15 years from now.

Last night on the way home I discovered a small oak splinter in the back of my right triceps. It reminded me of a much bigger splinter in almost the same place a few years ago, requiring medical attention. But the memory only makes me smile; the mishap occurred during a delightful outdoor tumble with a profoundly sexy man.