Balance, the art of it, is a constant struggle for me. It seems I am always overreaching, and paying for it afterward.

It's hard to correctly estimate my strength, and so I overdo, and then I have to cease until my body stops punishing me for my hubris. And again, and then again.

And so I woke this morning with searing pain in my joints, a direct result of the chores I did yesterday, and I spend the day wrapped in a heated blanket, gently moving each afflicted joint, hoping for an ease in the pain. It will come, eventually, but right now eventually seems like eternity.