Well This is Unfortunate...

I always prided myself on the ability to multi task.

   In August I met my match with our '93 Corolla and a groundhog. I pulled into our compound at the shop ready to put in another day constructing our deck railing when I saw a giant furry rodent making faces at me. In one fell swoop I opened the car door, gathered a handful of gravel, extracted myself and threw my freshly acquired rocks at the groundhog. My mind said "easy peasy" but my back simply said "nope" and promptly stopped working as bendy backs should.

   I am used to moving furniture around for so many years without a thought. With physics on my side I can move most things single handed even, so the past weeks have been frustrating and a lesson in patience. These days while my back is healing, I can't even think of nudging a chair without calling out for help.

  It's hard to depend so heavily on others but I am so very grateful that I have such a great support system at home as well as at the workshop. It's always hard to ask for help but so easy when the help comes running when I do.

In the end the groundhog just laughed...