I'm Broked-ed
So, because I had to be such a maniac this weekend and get a million things done, I am now in a lot of pain. I lifted/moved/carried/cleaned way more than I should have. Saturday I went shopping by myself and may have lifted a desk into my cart and into my car. I also may have picked up some paint and a steam cleaner in that same excursion. Dez was not happy with me that I did these things, and neither was his father who lectured me on Sunday when we went over for a visit.
His last warning was "Girly, you better take it easy and not lift anything else anymore. I mean it."
Of course I totally followed his advice and when I got home I REARRANGED OUR BEDROOM FURNITURE. Not smart.
I paid for it in the wee morning hours of Monday. I had to get up 40 times to pee and I actually weighed the options of moving my body to get out of bed VS just peeing the bed and washing the sheets tommorrow ("I DID just buy a steam cleaner...") So Monday was not an option to go to work and I stayed at home in my newly rearranged bedroom and spent all day doing laundry. Probably still more than I should have bee doing, but I can't just sit. And I am totally getting into that nesting phase where OMFG, things have to be cleaned. NOW.
In good news, I am caught up on the 3rd season of Big Love. And my laundry.
I still hurt and I think I pissed off the baby as she's moving around with a vengeance. I'd really like to just go home and lie down, but I promised to go to the Buffet concert tonight with a friend who's not in a great place at the moment. I hope tonight will lift his spirits.
His last warning was "Girly, you better take it easy and not lift anything else anymore. I mean it."
Of course I totally followed his advice and when I got home I REARRANGED OUR BEDROOM FURNITURE. Not smart.
I paid for it in the wee morning hours of Monday. I had to get up 40 times to pee and I actually weighed the options of moving my body to get out of bed VS just peeing the bed and washing the sheets tommorrow ("I DID just buy a steam cleaner...") So Monday was not an option to go to work and I stayed at home in my newly rearranged bedroom and spent all day doing laundry. Probably still more than I should have bee doing, but I can't just sit. And I am totally getting into that nesting phase where OMFG, things have to be cleaned. NOW.
In good news, I am caught up on the 3rd season of Big Love. And my laundry.
I still hurt and I think I pissed off the baby as she's moving around with a vengeance. I'd really like to just go home and lie down, but I promised to go to the Buffet concert tonight with a friend who's not in a great place at the moment. I hope tonight will lift his spirits.