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I wrote one of the Cabinet:
I’m all black n’ blue, my bones ache like no tomorrow, and I haven’t been this TIRED in years. Yet, it’s a far better place than the one we had. Before, we had a shitty apartment in a good locale; now, we have a good apartment in a not-so-great place. Go figure…
They replied:
The problem I don’t like is that as we “mature” in age, it takes longer to recover.
I shot back with:
Don’t I know it! It’s an old-school working class apartment… with the kitchen as the main room (not a bad thing, really)… small bedroom, middling sitting room, and a closed-in front porch. We’re on the second floor. However, we’re NOT “mature”… we’ve gotten OLD… that’s OK… it means that old age and sly trickery beat youthful enthusiasm every time!
Today is the first day that I haven’t had to lug things up the stairs (yesterday we did our marketing)… heaven! It’s going to take another month to get the place into reasonable shape, but we’re DONE with the lugging and lifting. My knees TALK to me…
It’ll take a few more days for me to get back into the groove of things… bear with me, kids…
BMD
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