Paying tomorrow...

I way overdid things with my back this evening, and it was already being problematic. We wanted to get Arnold’s old spare bed out of my guest room and into J’s guest room. In itself this is nearly trivial, because it’s small. The problem was that I had about 10 heavy boxes on top of the bed, all of which had to be brought out of the room temporarily, then moved back once the bed was gone. After that, it was a lot of work to go wrestling mattresses up the stairs in J’s house. D. had been in charge of supervising the kittens during the box-moving phase but helped with the actual moving of the bed. I worry that tomorrow I’ll be too stiff and incapacitated to go to the county fair. We’ll see. Too bad we haven’t figured out the chemicals for the hot tub yet. Too bad my mattress is so soft.