My arm hurts. Actually, my whole body hurts right now, a dull pounding ache exacerbated by the tapping on the Mac backlit keyboard.
I scraped an entire porch today. Plus, painting the foundation of the house. Plus, pressure washing the downstairs porch.
Not complaining. Okay, yes, I AM complaining.
For all of that effort, I ate a big fat piece of cow, rubbed in coffee and cooked medium rare, at one of my very favorite restaurants. I decided at about three o’clock this afternoon that I needed this outing as a reward for the aching agony that is scraping and painting an antique house in downtown Charleston.
Rewards are a good thing. Don’t you think?
Too Much is Just Enough: Personal Rewards