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Somehow in my busy week of lounging on the couch I've managed to pull a muscle in my chest. Ow. Like really ow. Hurts every time I lift my coffee mug. Or move in any way. Or, you know, breathe. WTF? How is this even possible? I haven't done anything! No seriously, I've done nothing. All week. I told hubby I'm slowly turning into a vegetable.
Talking about hubby, he baked me gluten free bread! Yes, he did. And now he's making gluten free lasagna. My own little Martha Stewart. *snuggles him*
Uhm... That's about it. Not much to talk about when you sit on the couch all day. Which might make you wonder why am I posting then? Uhm... bored?
The weather is really nice though so I think I might drag hubby out for a short walk after dinner. I need to get out of here and breathe some fresh air before my brain turns to mush.
Talking about hubby, he baked me gluten free bread! Yes, he did. And now he's making gluten free lasagna. My own little Martha Stewart. *snuggles him*
Uhm... That's about it. Not much to talk about when you sit on the couch all day. Which might make you wonder why am I posting then? Uhm... bored?
The weather is really nice though so I think I might drag hubby out for a short walk after dinner. I need to get out of here and breathe some fresh air before my brain turns to mush.