I do my best to be an upbeat, generally optimistic sort of person. Really, I do.
However, I’ve got to believe that it doesn’t bode well for the day that the first bit of really useful work I’ve attempted today was to fold laundry at two-thirty in the afternoon.
Or that, while performing said task, I accidentally smacked myself in the genitals. Hard. Twice.
And sure, I could qualify that, and explain exactly what I was doing at the time… but really, would it help any? I’m guessing not.
Frankly, I think the day is trying to tell me something — it’s time to either start drinking, or go the hell back to bed. Or quite possibly both.
Once I’m able to walk again, I’ll decide which path to take. In the meantime, I thought I’d give you this update on ‘My Sunday So Far‘. And aren’t you ever so glad I did?
Now… um, does anyone have an ice pack I could borrow? Ow.Permalink | No Comments