Sleep continues to evade me. I do not like this sam I am!
Also my mother reads my blog & she thinks whaInging is a swear (cuz she couldn't possibly have meant damn or shit). For my mother I apologize, I can not however promise not to repeat the sentiment. I write like I talk, bad spelling, improper grammar & all. On occasion when I feel strongly I am not opposed to an expletive or two. Part of the package deal.
This day was pretty futile. What vertical time I got ended up being supremely painful & in the end rather futile. I accept this and hope for a better day tomorrow. This pinched nerve does not like: streching, walking, laying down, sitting, driving, standing, sleeping, moving, staying still, breathing......and before anyone brings it up NO I have not & am not going to the doctor. (That's a capitol period btw)
Gonna go take a benadryl an asprin and maybe a soma now. Along with a LOT of water so that I actually wake up when Oscar starts yelling good morning in a couple hours.
Live long & prosper.
-m
my life as a florist, camper, crazy cat person, individual
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