I'm not as young as I used to be...

Friday afternoon, a friend and I hopped in the car and drove for almost two hours to clean a house for a friend.  The house had belonged to his 90 year old mother who had recently died and hadn't been lived in for almost two years.  We were a bit overwhelmed when we got there with all that had to be done.

We cleaned for three hours - DEEP CLEANING - and then crashed on our air mattresses in this 100 year old house with little to no insulation.  We had heat, but no hot water.  I slept very little and woke up at around 6 a.m. freezing my butt off and too tired to go back to sleep.  Does that make sense? 

We started cleaning around 8:30 a.m., cleaned for three hours and then left to go and get something for lunch.  We had to drive 20 miles to find food!  This house was literally out in the middle of no where!  We ate, we picked up a few more cleaning supplies and then headed back to the house.  When we got back we cleaned for another 4 1/2 hours and were ready to leave.  So really, around ten hours of cleaning and can I just tell you how SORE I am??

I'm not talking like a couple of muscle aches, I am talking intense, unable to walk without crying muscle aches!  Getting old sucks big time.  Oh, to be young and muscle ache free!  It's near 2:00 on Sunday afternoon and I am still in my jammies and even though I slept for 12 hours last night, I could still use a couple of more hours.

Why can't I be 24 again??