Fatigue

I can barely lift my arms to type. Day three outside getting weeds sorted, rust treated on garage door before we can paint, potting soil in pots ready for planting, water blasting anything that gets in my path. Today I have spent a straight 6.5hrs painting all our outside windows that happen to be french windows. This means lots of bitsy fiddly little things to paint. I did not realise I had been going so long and my arms were literally shaking when I got to the last window. I am a bit like a dog with a bone at times. Once I set myself a goal, I find it hard to stop until it is complete. I am sure my muscles will remind me tomorrow. 6.5 hrs with your arms above your head has got to firm up those muscles.
We want to put the house on the market after this weekend when our tenant moves out.

I hear the baby crying now, how I would just like to flop down and rest, but alas, I have a family that needs me and dinner to get ready. Let me get up from my 10 min sit down and drag my body around. Must say though, the girls have been so wonderful looking after the boys the last few days so I can get stuck into the jobs. Thumbs up to you girls, Love you :) What would I do without them.