My friends, up above you will see two slightly different versions of why I was offline for most of the past week, as I paid the ultimate price for redecorating.
Between working for 2 1/2 solid days moving, emptying, decluttering, rearranging, moving again (and before you ask, I most certainly did move those wooden cubes filled with records as is. some I moved myself, some I had help with. most weighed 50+ pounds. also moved the cabinet with the 45's with help from son's friend, but I emptied that first), re-rearranging, unpacking new computer, spending gobs of money on products for the computer, I wound up being a complete and utter mess.
Let's start with son having a job delivering the morning paper, thus using an alarm that goes off at 2 & 2:30 in the morning. Add severe sleep interruptus (go to bed at 10:30p, get waken up at 2, at 2:30, and finally waking up at 5). Multiply the end result by one solid month. Add in working one's self into the ground on man cave project for 2 1/2 straight days in crappy humid back/leg/arm/hand killing conditions. End result: instead of going back to work on Wednesday, we collapse from sheer exhaustion and spend two days in bed doing the very best impersonation of a cat, coupled with fever, chills, nightmares, daymares and saluting the porcelain gods.
Was it worth it?
Would I do something like this again?
Only if I was expanding further into the basement, otherwise, hell no.
And just for ha-ha's (HA!), this blog post will be repeated sans video but with still pictures and new verbiage on Sunday at Shooting Suburbia.