I got home and found the keybox open (a lockbox like real estate agents use but used by the contractors) and the key nowhere to be found. I called Jason and found out that the painters had no idea how to put the key back in the box so they just took it with them. It made me laugh and reminded me of a buddy in Japan. His dad was a painter and I was told that the dad worked with too many solvents and was kind of nutty. Once when I went in he said his helmet was too tight so he wanted Mr. Maeda (owner of the motorcycle store) to split the helmet in two and glue it back together. In any case, Jason told me that the painters locally weren’t much different.
I had an urgent need to use the bathroom in the middle of the night and I’m guessing I might have some sort of stomach thing. My digestion is suspect and I’ve been lightheaded all day. I stayed home in the morning but I went into work in the afternoon. I had to get yelled at in person, after all. In any case, that’s about the most exciting thing that happened to me all day and possibly the most interesting. Not much of a day after all.
Questions:
Maybe you’re eating too much fiber? Maybe your kettlebell is a tad too much? With kettlebell powerlifts, you develop upper body strength but build up pressure on the contents of your bowel. Is ” Lower Abdominal Power Surges” an alias you want to adopt?
Unless you get some kind of a sexual thrill to be yelled at-are you a masochist? Furthermore with your house renovation, are you building a basement/dungeon where you can hold s and m sessions? How does it feel to be stepped on by stiletto heels?
If the painters paint your house purple or pink, they are crossing the line.
you are truly the only person i know who will post about having to pee in the middle of the night.