Painting Fool

Ten hours at Jackson's place, about six hours painting. Yesterday I show up at the fields ready to play a double header and wind up pitching two double headers and hitting well, I was on base 12 for 12 until I finally made two outs in my last two at bats for the day. Scored a lot, ran a lot, tired a lot. So a rest would have made sense, but instead I headed to Harpo's to play until after 1:00 AM and was still writing after I got back here. So not enough sleep hours for recovery and then, painting for six hours today. Just getting back here, showered, drank more water, It's 82 degrees in this space. Spring has barely sprung. But today was a good day.

Exhaustion arrived a while back and still... it turns me on :)

Narf :)