Floor Pressure Massage

Did you ever hear of  Shiatsu from hell?
Well, that is what I was doing today.
Trying to get ready to weave a 7' x 11' Solmate sock rug on the Toika.
Trying desperately to get a shed big enough to weave with.
Unfortunately, this required that ONE of us get under the loom.  And since I am the 'designated driver', it was me.
Now getting under the loom is a little tough.  The only way is to get on the floor, on your back, and slide under the front beam.
This is the view from there.

 And when you get tired under there, and just lay back and say to heck with it all, this is the view.

You might be thinking, well she figured out the Cranbrook, isn't it the same thing???
Uh, no.  This is a Toika.  It is made in Finland, by some probably very nice people. I just wish it came with instructions permanently inscribed on the side of it.
There was a whole lot of mumbling and grumbling under that loom.  Finally, after about 3 hours spent mostly upside down on the hard, cold floor, it was lunch time.   I took the opportunity to email Su Butler, who thankfully emailed me right back.  She told me I could call her, and I did.
With Toika specific information on hand, we spent another hour working on it.
Getting OUT from under the loom was the hard part.

 One or two times doing this might not have been too bad, it was the 14th or 15th that really got to me.

 I am too tall, and too old for this.  Trust me here.
In fact, I am acutely aware of EXACTLY how old I am today.

We did take a break to haul 20 forty lb bags of pellets from the shed to the house, and by 3pm we were weaving.  We managed to get about 3 feet woven, before we called it a day.

I am exhausted.  I hurt all over.  My DH listens to me tell him about my day, and I know he is thinking "old fool".
He doesn't say so, though.   Sweet man.

I am grateful though, that I can still do what I do, titanium knee and all.

 And every time I think about really complaining, about the stiffness, having pain, feeling old, the cold weather, or anything else, I see something like Mr. Red Head here, on the snowy bird house, and I forget all about any bitching I might have done.
Cause ya' see, life is good.
After all is said and done, with all its rocky roads, it's still worth the trip.

 Oh, by the way, thanks 'L'.   Couldn't have done it without you!!!