nobody asked…

… or is it slip-a-disk day? Or pull-a-muscle or tear-a-ligament day?

Slowly, as time and work schedule have permitted over the past couple of weeks, we’ve been sorting, pitching, trashing, and packing what’s left for the move of our offices. Already I am sore, back hurting, knees wobbly, hands bruised. And we ain’t seen nothing yet!

I’m beginning to understand what Jack Nicklaus meant when he allegedly said to a reporter who asked about his progress following hip-joint surgery a few years ago: “Hip feels great. Everything else hurts like hell.”

This weekend sees the big crunch of dismantling all the large furniture and technician benches to prepare for the movers next weekend. Setting aside what we need to continue in operation, ready to provide system and network service on the ring of the phone, with a friendly smile, while packing and moving and unpacking and searching and cussing … is like changing spark plugs in the middle of the interstate at 70 MPH…

So with a fond but groggy adieu, I’m off to the shower to blow out the blogwebs so I can go abuse myself… again…