I caught up on quite a few household chores. Other than upturning the entire flowerbed with my back, I also completely rearranged the master bedroom, hung curtains, disassembled the PC staging area in my office, and mowed the front and back lawn. At one point, I decided boiling my carcass in the jet tub was no longer a nicety, rather a requirement. Sadly, its been stacked with boxes for the last two years, so created even more work getting it operational, and running it through a rather labor-intensive cleaning cycle.
The end results were, however, fantastic:
With all the epson salt, I emerged feeling like a crustacean
