I was out in my lift by six am and painted until three with only a twenty minute lunch break. If I even attempt to explain how tired and sore I feel I would not even come close to the reality of the situation. My hands hurt, my feel hurt, my shoulders hurt and my hair contains paint. It was a good day though and the progress was substantial. We will have to rent it one more time for the front of the house and to put up the gutters. I have my chair, my soda and my Tylenol. All is well.