My concert harp weighs about 100 pounds. The cart weighs about 70 pounds. I lift it, wheel it, haul it up and down stairs, load it into the truck and unload it again — no problem.
My Celtic harp weighs about 30 pounds. I carry it on my shoulder and sometimes manage to lug the bench, music stand and music bag at the same time.
During gardening season, I’ve been known to impress even my brother with my freakish strength as I dig borders, haul logs, wrestle with 20’ tall climbing roses and shovel landscape rock.
So had you seen me lying on the couch last night wincing at every little movement, you may have been compelled to ask, since it’s not gardening season, “Which harp did this to you?”
Neither. What laid this tough girl flat?
I WAS STANDING AT THE SINK WASHING MY HANDS.
No busy weekend of playing, no massive gardening project, not even snow to shovel. Just some Jergen’s Cherry Almond hand soap and a slight bend at the waist and WHAM.
Some tough girl.
(clicks “publish post” and winces…)
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