Oww . . . oww . . . . oh the pain . . .

Remember the distraction of the waverunner? When I put the seat back on it after blowing the last piston I really wrenched my back. This week I thought maybe it was getting better this week. I had an installation (Blue Springs Masonic Lodge) to go to this weekend, so the wife went down to the lake and I stayed here to work on cars and go to that. I worked Friday and Saturday on my old Buick . . . finishing the brakes from long ago. I realized while doing the brakes that the primary shoe (on drum brakes on this GM car) is not the big shoe, it's actually the smaller shoe. I did the drivers side and then went back and re-did the passenger side, since I knew I had put those on backwards. I also tried to get the shock mount fixed with a cool little fix-it kit. The shock mount took several hours of fits of rage . . . so I gave up and decided to bleed the brakes. The rear passenger side bleeder worked fine, but the driver side rear stripped. DOH! After that fiasco (still not done) I decided to work in the garage.

I was up and down, back and forth while working on the car, and was getting sore. I found I was even more sore while lifting up some new cabinets on the wall. I was really having a bad day as the plastic anchors for the cabinets were not working right. I went to bed and decided I'd hit in the morning. The next day I got the cabinet up, and was doing the second one and had a searing pain in my back. It literally knocked the wind out of me. I gingerly laid in a chair for a while, then I came up and watched "The Worlds Fastest Indian" on the big screen. (I first saw it on my tiny 7 inch one on the boat . . . not the same effect.) My stupid waverunner experience has now led to another week of agony as my back is very sore. I don't know what's wrong exactly with it, but it feels like some spasms and other problems going on. I causes pain all the way around to my chest and ribcage, so it's gonna be something big I suppose. Figures. I've got stuff scattered around the garage, a car in the driveway with no brakes . . .and the yard needs mowed and recycle stuff needs taken out. *Sigh* Freakin' waverunner.