I know the frustration of hiring people and they don't do the job right and they charge a lot today.
My problem is my family still thinks I'm 30 years old and can just get up and work whenever I want. They don't realize that days are lost because I just can't do it that day, even with painkillers.
Example this morning I was carrying my seedlings outside to get them acclimated, I could not go through the patio sliding door with trays of seedlings in my hands, because the step down was about 6 in., I had to lay them down go out the door and pick them up.
Carrying anything and going up and down stairs is very difficult for me, there are times walking and carrying something is difficult.
I started thinking how much I really did when I was healthy I work 7 days a week at one point and still kept the 50x55 garden plot, plus I always did the grocery shopping, the Christmas gift shopping, birthday gift shopping, fix things around the house that were down or broken. Worked on my car.
I must admit my wife tried to Slow Me Down, I would go into the weekend with a list of 20 things I wanted to do. If by Sunday night one was left and I didn't get to it I'd get depressed.
Now I want to become my favorite chair potato, it's looking more and more appetizing this definitely will be my last year for the garden.