I am beat. Bill and I spent the day outside working on the yard. I started painting the fence. Bill borrowed his parent's powerwasher, and he is trying to get the paint off the garage with that. I think we may have bit off a bit more than we can get done. I wanted the garage painted by Friday. There is no way that is going to happen. My body is still hurting from all the work I did over the last two days. I don't even want to think about how stiff I am going to be in the morning.
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