Spring has not sprung.  Just a few weeks ago we were forecasted to have 20 cm of snow.  It's cold, the heater is chugging away eating my oil, and although we brave the weather for the snow free playground, we still grit our teeth through the icy winds and wish for gloves when riding our bikes.

This weather really draws out the grumpy in me.  While the rest of Canada is eating outside, wearing shorts, having evening walks and even sprinkler play, we are suffering October like temps and watching our summer pass by quickly.

The grumpy mood means I have energy to burn and that usually translates into projects. E asked for a sandbox (despite it being too cold to go out and play with it) but it was a chance to do something.  We ran to the local hardware store, I framed up a quick 4X4 design, she sat in it and declared this was big enough.  I loved that she wanted to carry her own wood...as heavy as it was...to the cash.  We bought the $5 planks, 5 bags of sand, and a tarp and in just 20 mins we had a sandbox.  My body took quite the beating dragging in 5 20kg bags of sand but it held up nicely which was a really good test for me to see how I've healed.

Once inside I was still itching so I decided to install the closet maid closet organizer I had bought months ago.  Well long story short, the closet was too small by 2 feet so I ended up demolishing a wall of built in shelves and expanding the entire thing.  By midnight I was hanging up the last of my clothes in my new closet and my body ached and screamed to lie down.  It actually handled the beating quite well, sore but not stiff and dangerous.  I think this might signal my ability to start walking and working up to running.