"Do you need help with that?" asks a co-worker. I'm preparing to move a projector cart from one conference room to another. As a network administrator, I'm pretty confident I can re-attach all the necessary cordage myself, so I decline the help.
"Okay, I just don't want you to strain yourself," my co-worker says, "You're not supposed to strain too much in your condition, right?"
In the last two days, I've dragged a step ladder in one hand and 200 feet of rolled up sap tubing in another while hiking through knee deep snow through our sugar bush, then climbing up said ladder to attach said sap tubing to a bunch of varying size maples, plus helped haul timber from one area to another to make a work bench for our sugar house, and at one point carried my almost three year old daughter on my shoulders whilst hoisting a dining room chair a quarter mile through said woods to said sugar house, so I think I can handle a &^%$%$#@ projector cart on &^%$%$#@ wheels all the way down the f-king hallway.
