I pretty much spent this weekend flat on my back. By Friday I had thought I was on the mend, but then I was in the garage on Saturday and I lifted a quarter sheet of plywood just so and … back to the couch and the ice for me.
Getting old is not for the weak or the wimpy.
And, yep, I know I need to start working my core and my lower back. Planks are going to be my new best friend for a while. But first I have to be able to get out of a chair without wincing.
That said I did get a tiny thing done on the Jeep. Very tiny. Really, it doesn’t get any tinier than this.
That steel tray that I put in my Jeep last weekend gets loud whenever anything is on it. Think sheet metal with a hammer rattling around and you’ll have the right idea. So I got down to the hardware store and I bought a 1/8 inch thick, 2 ft by 4 ft (3mm, 60 cm x 121 cm) sheet of rubber matting. A little cutting, a little drilling, some nuts and bolts and fender washers later, and that rubber isn’t going anywhere. And the metal shelf doesn’t sound like a metal drum anymore either.
Let’s face it: Jeeps are noisy. Something’s always rattling or squeaking. And if I get on washboarded roads, the whole beast feels like its going to shake apart. But that’s no reason to deliberately make things worse.
Hey, it’s a Jeep thing.
That is all.