When The Elastic Band Snaps In Your Head

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I was so busy last week, the elastic band in my head snapped. In a former life, I worked shifts. Nights, early mornings, afternoons, days and any other shift you can think of.

I Enjoyed Work

It never bothered me either. There’s a part of me that actually enjoyed working strange hours, but only a small part. What I’m trying to say is that work, no matter when or what, never bothered me. Ok, there were times I would moan like a non-starting car on a frosty morning. However, on the whole, I enjoyed my working life. There were moments when I admit to falling asleep for nanoseconds working nightshift. A quick “Oi, wake up you daft bugger” from the next guy on the assembly line soon brought me back to a conscious world.

Retirement

Since I retired I always said I would keep myself busy. During the winter I like to do indoor things such as decorating or simple stuff like drawing and playing my guitar. Warmer months and it’s the outside life for me. There’s not too much of a garden where we’ve moved to, but it has given me the opportunity to start a new project. The whole perimeter fence needed replacing. So back in May with the advent of the warmer sun, I took down the fence panels at the front of the garden. I bought the materials to make a picket fence with a gate and archway for a climbing rose.

I Was Pleased

You can imagine how pleased I was when it was finished and painted in two coats of blue wood stain. I even made the gate myself making a supporting Z brace. It looks a treat! I chopped up the old fence panels and posts and took them to the recycling centre. Next job was to replace the fencing to the side of the garden. For this, I used an ornamental metal arch-topped fence, which looks so much nicer than the old fence panels. It was an experience as that part of the garden is shaped like a dogleg and slopes downwards or upwards, depending on where you stand.

The Elastic Band

After 3 months of constant fence construction, last week all I had to do was chop up the remaining old posts and fence panels. About halfway through something happened. The only way I can describe it is like an elastic band snapping in the back of my head. If I were a steam engine, it was as though my steam had all been used. I felt totally and utterly knackered. There was still a pile of wood to cut, but there was no way I could do it. I huffed and puffed, but mentally it wasn’t going to happen. Defeat had to be accepted and I had to walk away and sit down. It’s the first time ever that I’ve been faced with a mental block like that. Someone suggested it’s your body’s way of telling you to stop.

Day of Rest

As it was a beautiful day, Wifey and I decided to go out for a ride in the car. I still didn’t feel right, but I did feel a lot better. When we got home I had a drink of tea and relaxed the rest of the day. I slept like a log on the night. The next morning, I felt fine and believe it or not, raring to go. I managed to finish chopping the wood. The elastic band felt as though it was back in its rightful place, rewound and holding everything together. From now on I’m certainly going to do things at a lot slower pace. Now, where’s that hammer!!

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22 Comments
  • Peter's pondering
    July 16, 2019

    Yes, I know that feeling!

  • That’s such a clever way of describing that feeling. Get this so much.

    • admin
      July 16, 2019

      Thank you and I’m pleased you get it.

  • Kate
    July 16, 2019

    It is hard not to fall asleep on night shift, even if it is just for a few nanoseconds!

    • Trev Jones
      July 16, 2019

      Yes, sometimes I would fall asleep standing up. It’s similar to being knocked out afterwards. Thank you, Kate.

  • SueW
    July 17, 2019

    I have those days too. I can never understand why one day I’m full of energy and the next have none whatsoever. I love the wrought iron fence, very classy!

    • admin
      July 17, 2019

      Thank you, Sue. Yes, strange days, but I suppose it’s to be expected.

  • Hope
    July 17, 2019

    Well Silly Old Sod, you have discovered what retirement is about. 😉You don’t have to do everything in one (1) day. I wanted to get stuff done, done, done. 😲But after exhausting myself to the point of exhaustion that I didn’t even know what I was doing. 😱
    I stopped and said to myself Hope you are really “bonkers”. 😵If you don’t finish it today, don’t worry it will still be there tomorrow. And if you don’t finish tomorrow, don’t worry it will be there the next tomorrow. This last statement sounds like the movie “Groundhog Day”!
    🎈Your health is more important!!!! 🎈This old gal has finally learned! 😊

    • admin
      July 17, 2019

      How right you are, Hope. Sometimes, I just think I’m still 25, well that’s how it feels in my head, but physically, the body says, oh oh!! Thank you for reading and replying 🙂

  • Invisibly Me
    July 18, 2019

    Pacing is something I’ve had to learn the hard way, too. But I still mess it up on a regular basis, like I never really learn this lesson, because accepting defeat and that you need to do less is very frustrating. That said, it’s better for you mentally and physically in the long run avoid the elastic-band-snap point. Well done for everything you did get done though – I hope the end of your week goes well and that you don’t overstretch yourself too much! 🙂
    Caz xx

    • admin
      July 18, 2019

      Thank you, Caz. I was much improved next day when I had rested. I suppose we forget as it all seems so natural and then the body says “hey, hang on a minute!”

  • Nila Eslit
    July 18, 2019

    Our bodies are not made to physically work 24/7. We need to rest, too. It’s [should be!] part of our daily routine. I learned this [the hard way!] when I attempted to work 24 hours straight to meet a deadline. I got so sick that I felt my muscles were tearing away. My wake up call was when the doctor asked me if I still wanted to live.
    The Catalyst

    • admin
      July 18, 2019

      Wow, I don’t think I’ve ever worked 24 hours straight through. No wonder you got sick, it’s a dangerous thing lack of sleep. Thank you, Nila.

  • Dave Kingsbury
    July 21, 2019

    I was so busy last week, the elastic band in my head snapped … a great opening line and the rest doesn’t disappoint. Personally, I love work … I could watch people doing it all day … ah, the old ones … 🙂

    • admin
      July 21, 2019

      Thank you, Dave. As they say, the old ones are the best 😁

  • lorriebowden
    August 3, 2019

    We have to love the wisdom our soul imparts…even when our brains think we can (or want to) continue. I have been involved in a massive project this summer (a lot of it physical…much emotional) and I have also had that moment where everything shuts down and not one more productive event will happen! I have left it twice and am now back for what I hope is the final push.
    Sweet blessings 🙂

    • admin
      August 3, 2019

      Thank you, Lorrie. I hope you get through your project ok 👌

  • Cherryl
    August 4, 2019

    Your blog is one of my favourites, and I always find amusement and interesting thoughts whenever I click by.

    I’ve nominated you for a ‘Sunshine Blogger Award’ 😊🏆🔆

    I hope you’ll be willing to accept and take part – you can do so by following this link to see all the nominees and participate: https://cherrylsblog.com/2019/08/04/sunshine-blogger-award/

    If the link doesn’t work – just click on the ‘Sunshine Blogger Award’ post in my blog homepage (Cherryl’s Blog) for all the details.

    Best blogging wishes and happy retirement!
    Cherryl x

    • admin
      August 5, 2019

      Thank you, Cherryl, I’m glad you enjoy it. Thank you for your kind words xxxxxxxxxxx

  • It’s great that you find so much to occupy yourself with even while retired. It’s hard to imagine having to throw a 40 hour a week job back into the mix huh?

    I’ve been off for a while on short term and I’m pretty good at keeping myself busy too.

    • admin
      August 12, 2019

      Thank you, Matthew. Yes, I don’t know where the time goes. There’s always something to do and the weeks fly by




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