So I've got a lot of stuff going on as you may have guessed. My sister and I went to the beach last weekend and I've just finished another 2 weeks of my 6-2 shifts. I've decided that I'll let someone else do it when these 4 weeks are over. It's getting harder every day and I recently did the math. Each container ways at least 40 lbs when filled to the top, which is a third of my body weight. (I found out when I learned that each one holds 4.75 gallons.) One Monday, I guess last week, I managed to lift them but I had to stack them, then squat to ensure that most of the weight went to my legs and not my back, then perform an almighty heave and hope that the cart wouldn't roll away since I can't see the lip of the cart. I lifted 6 out of 8 and swayed precariously twice, but then the following Tuesday, I didn't want to lift anything heavier than the rag I use to wipe down tables. Despite the success, I refuse to risk my well being to do that again. If I injured my back and or fell while trying to lift one of those things...
This is what they look like. They cover the length of my whole torso when I'm lifting them.
Anyway, I'm done with the daily weight lifting.
On a Netflix and chill note:
Another thing I got busy doing one night, when I didn't have to wake up early, was watch 6 episodes of Stranger Things. The only reason I stopped at 3 AM was because Netflix had a glitch and didn't show me the last two episodes or count down to the next one. It was immediately addicting and I'm very glad I decided to see it. Thanks to a fun conversation about the series with my sister in which we both discussed two totally different cliff hangers, I went and watched the remaining episodes. It was well written and well performed.
