I don't know why I switched from my usual iced latte to a hot drink made with two shots of ristretto served with skim milk but I did and I was wired like it was 1986.
Wired enough that when I came home from a full days work I decided to switch bedrooms from the little cosy room in the front to the larger room at the back.
This involved 3 dressers, one old (read heavy) pie safe, 2 beds, bedside table, lamps, 2 mattresses, 2 boxsprings, well you get the picture.
About 45 minutes into it, as I was attempting to wrestle a box spring out of an old brass bed frame I realized my shoulder was screaming.
It had been screaming since Christmas so I listened and after a brief look outside to see who was home, I text Vicky, my glamorous but strong friend across the street, for help.
Three minutes later, full make up, blonde hair flowing, still dressed from work, she was at my door asking what we were doing. Moving bedrooms I told her.
At some point as we were shoving my mattress through the little hallway she asked me if I had taken a caffeine pill.
I am a caffeine pill I told her. Flat white still at work.
45 minutes later we were as done as we were gonna get.
By Sunday I had my clothes moved into the new closet, plants and shelves arranged, pictures hung and had slept like an angel both nights. The sun rises on the front of the house. This has confused Gus so much this morning he let me sleep in till 7:15, believe me when I say this does not happen.
Also believe me when I say I was almost late for work.
I have now created more work for myself because I have to get the little room back into fighting shape before I can rent it out.
And this is a busy week. But I'm pretty sure I know where I can purchase that extra get up and go I'll so desperately need.
( This is not a paid announcement)
