I am one, the enquirer teach,Nor very poor, nor very rich;
Abhorring all whom I dislike,Adoring who my fancy strike;
...but I got caught in front of my laptop.
Back is killing me, and it's high time I went to see a doctor. Or my friend's chiropractor. Either way, it's been hurting going on almost 3 weeks now. Massage hasn't helped (tho it's reduced the muscle spasms so that I'm able to work). I can't tell if it's an SI joint issue or perhaps a compression in the spine, but it's constant and doesn't seem to want to give me a break today. Last 2 days it was actually a little better. Pain killers don't so much help, so yea...doctor should be on a the list of to do's sometime soon.
Otherwise, it's a beautiful day out here today. I've spent most of it indoors, though the furball did get his walk this morning so that got me out for a bit. After that, I did some weights and my cardio with my friend on skype :), had breakfast, grabbed the furball and shoved him in the shower, washed him then myself, put away some clothes,and started a load of laundry. Vacuuming was supposed to come next. Then cleaning out the car and going to the car wash (and putting some air in that back tire, cause it's a bit deflated). A trip to the post office was a maybe on that list. Doubtful it'll happen.
I'm scheduled to cover a few hours at work tonight for a co-worker. As of right now, I have no appointments. I won't complain if I don't get anything, but I don't want to go in for just one appt either...so I'm hoping that I'll either get none, or at least 2 (at most 3 cuz my back is being special today).
Washed furball just planted his still wet butt underneath me by the couch, his fur is touching my foot making it all that much harder to actually get up and get motivated. What is it about breathing fur that makes us lazy? Oops, just scared the life out of him by moving my foot. I think he may have actually been dozing.
Ok, furball gone. Time to get to vacuuming. Maybe reward myself with some frozen yogurt after the car wash :)