I am painting my kitchen celing today and I am on a break. I am sitting here with a diet pepsi (for some much needed energy) and a bottle of tylenol. My neck and shoulders are killing me. It has been about 51/2 years since I last painted the kitchen and it was long overdue. I don't remember being this sore the last time I painted and I can't help but think what it will be like in 5 more years when it needs it again. Growing older is no fun. I think I will join the change jar challenge, maybe in 5 years from now I will have saved enough to pay a painter. Just sounding off, I just wish I could work all day and night like I used to.