I called in sick at work today for the first time in about 2.5 years. I’m not sick in the traditional sense but my back is absolutely killing me due to all the moving, painting and cleaning we’ve been doing for the past two weeks. Yesterday I made it to work and was in a lot of pain all day long, then had to meet Jessica and Ava at the Pacific Beach house to do more cleaning after work. It’s been like that every day for two weeks straight and it’s taking it’s toll on both of us. Riding the motorcycle with a bad back is not very safe because you can’t turn your head far enough to look over your shoulder when changing lanes. Yesterday I had to rely on my mirrors only and I don’t like riding that way. I’m bummed because I was supposed to play basketball at lunch today with friends from work but there’s no way I could have played; I’m having a hard enough time walking. Tonight I have to meet Steve, our PB landlord, to look over the house and see if anything else needs to be cleaned or fixed. We’ve worked really hard on the place and are returning it in better condition than we received it in, so we’re expecting a full refund on our security deposit. I’m meeting him today because if he sees anything he doesn’t like we have a couple more days to fix it before handing over the keys. I won’t have to ride the bike tonight to meet him so that’s a plus.
Jessica is spending the day at he PB house doing the final cleaning touches and babysitting Malena while Lauren gets her hair done, which means I get to spend the day at home with Ava. She had a really rough night last night, waking up three times. Jessica is exhausted today and I felt bad to see her go back for more cleaning but at least she only has one baby on her hands instead of two. Ideally I’ll show the house to Steve tonight and he will say that it looks perfect. Then I can give him the keys and be done moving. Keep your fingers crossed!