First Day Down

I'm relaxing after my first day back in carpentry. My feet are killing me, and I found out that office worker hands do a very poor job of protecting against splinters. Surprisingly, no blisters yet, but the bottom of my feet just ache like crazy. I guess I'm not used to being on them enough, or maybe it's the new pair of work boots. That will change eventually, but I'm definitely a little nervous to think about what they will feel like by Friday. Thank God that Monday is a holiday; three days to recoup after the first week will probably be a good thing.

Today was definitely sweet though, I got to use nail guns, saws, ladders, wood, my hammer, my speed square & tape measure, you know, all the fun stuff. It didn't even really feel like being at work, and one of the other guys on the crew had to come tell me it was time to roll up. The day flew by.

I figured that my skill with the hammer would be gone, and that more than likely I would be swinging it like my cousin Lightnin'. (He earned that name from my pops by never striking the same place twice.) Surprisingly, I did pretty well, driving several sixteen penny nails without a miss, and a few with one miss, one or two with two misses, not bad for my first day back in almost seven years.

Now the Weigh-In

Well, after a hard day of work, I weigh 179 pounds. Looks like I sweated off two pounds today. Incidentally, the lack of humidity here makes you get super dehydrated. It's nice not being drenched in sweat like the Midwest, and even worse, that absolutely hellish nightmare of a high school summer spent in Florida doing commercial construction for my Dad. Seriously, you should not be soaking wet at 7:05 am, all summer, that's just wrong people. Construction in that kind of humidity is just punishment; I prefer working in the dry, blue sky environment of Tahoe much better for sure.