Arrant Nonsense

Yeah, I overdid it yesterday. My back is sore, y'all.

I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

But, ow. And the ibuprofen isn't really touching it.

I woke up in the middle of the night with a massive crick in my neck.

It's still there.

The ibuprofen can kick in just any time.

And now I know what it is. Stretching BAD. Gotcha.

I don't think the toe is actually broken. I would think it would hurt more if it was.

But it's turned all sorts of pretty colors. Mostly purple. And, yes, it hurts. Just...not as much I think it should, were it broken.

*cracks knuckles and attempts to decide if I should just gloss over the rest of the death and destruction in this neighborhood in this fic and gallop to a conclusion, or if the gory details would be interesting*

Good news: The Hubby got 19 days off next month over the Christmas holiday.

Bad news: I think I broke my toe tonight. OW.