On of the things I actively considered when I purchased my home in West Fargo was the number of stairs I had to climb. I thought that the odds of me being able to stay in my home for years to come increased if I didn’t have a lot of stairs to navigate. As such, I avoided bi-levels and only really considered single level and tri-level homes. I purchased a tri-level that has six stair steps in each direction (which equates to seven steps up or down when you count the final step up or down).
I have patted myself on the back about my foresight for years. On an average day I may traverse the levels a handful of times. With such a small number of stairs it is a non-event. However, over the past few days I have been up and down and back up again over and over and over again.
I have now concluded that those six little stairs in either direction are not as innocuous as they seem. I actually can feel the reality today of those many trips up and down the stairs in my muscles. The moral of this story is this: Six little stairs in either direction are fine as long as the daily cumulative travel stays at 100 stairs or less, but six little stairs in either direction times 40 or 50 trips a day for a few consecutive days acts as a magnifier that ruins the whole six little stairs ideology.
I sure am going to miss those pats on the back I have been giving myself for my foresight.
Day one thousand two hundred and ninety-two of the new forty – obla di obla da