Moving day, again....

Yesterday I helped a friend of mine move to a new house. I'm too old to be
doing this any more. Today my hands, back and legs are sore. From lifting,
tilting, sliding and walking up stairs. Even 10 years ago I had standards
in mving people; no jars of pennies, no weight sets and no cinder block
furnutire (sure this was pre- IKEA. Moving some one out or in there is
always dust that gets in your eyes and nose. In many cases that person is
not packed or not packed well and I always wind up taking something home.
This time it was 3 gasoline cans. 2 1 gallon jugs and 1 5 gallon jug, need
one? He moved out of a 1 bed room apt to a small house. That small apt
helt lots of crap..... Ahhhhhh!
I have moved ALL of my friends at one time or another. Boxes, tables,
bags, plants pictures, liquor, pots and pans, old computers and even food.
I always wind up tired and beat up. I think I'm done with helping friends
move. No mas. Of course this will change once I fell better an get some
rest. ...