Well, we have all survived the past injuries, or we would not be here, to hassle and encourage each other. Rekon I will survive this one. Although, a week at SirscrappydooBdooz Bed and Breakfast Sanatorium, with my feet in the water and bigg butt in the sand, and a prescription for mass quantities of honey jack, would assist in the healing process.
Had 3 schools to service and was trying to get unloaded and head to the second one. Well, that monster arse 32in TV got the best of me. Was trying to get it off the back of the truck onto a crate. In just that one move of lift, turn, put down, it ripped the heck out of my bicep. Walked right into the house and got ice, pain meds, anti-inflammatory, sling. That was 10 days ago.
On the bright side, my one son is on spring break and has been helping. We knocked out two schools and a firehouse yesterday. The one school was 4 miles from one of the yards. The maintenance man came out and had me pull over to their dock. We went straight to the yard with a 500lb mix of lithium ion, and lead acid batteries. A quick 200 before we unloaded the computers and headed to the firehouse. Picked up a truck load of com equipment from the 60s -90s, desktops and misc other crap, have not gone through yet.
THANK GOD we have another big haul today of mostly computers and laser printers. I was getting so bored, the highlights of my day, were being able to wipe my own rear, and getting texts from Cory, or Sir.
THAT'S HARD UP!
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