So ok yeah, I ached.

It had been a mighty long time since I'd gotten my a** out of a chair n? done some sh*t.  I had been swamped, swamped with work pretty well the first three months a' the year.  As I am currently.  Swamped I say!

Suddenly back then, outta nowhere, I was moving again!  And damn if it didn't feel great, wow!!  My brain was a'-buzz with projects and ideas and go get ?ems, it was excellent, loved it.

And somehow, despite other things languishing and being procrastinated on and in need of attention, our master bedroom became my target.

Proooobably because, well, this:

Pathetic.  Paaaaathetic.Two and a half freakin? years freakin? later and I hadn't freakin? gotten the freakin' pocket door mess freakin' wrapped up.  Still.  Paaa-thetic.  Right"!
Woke up one day sensing I had a free day and henceforth bolted off to the races.

Like an utter doofus I thought oh ok, this doesn?t seem like too much to sand by hand to keep dust minimized until uh yeah, my stupid shoulders were like, "honey, left and right, we?re in agreement here and uhh, we think not.  Go spend the darn cash for the shop-vac-plugin drywall sander rental."

Like a good girl, I obliged.

And there it is, a shop vac plugin drywall sander rental.  Not complicated, plug here, plug there, power on, hoist, sand.Worst tool rental experience ever though.  Wow.

Online it said the tool was $37 for four hours but when I returned...