That's all I got to say. My back HURTS tonight. Worked for a few hours doing inventory at the good smelling place, and spent way too much time bent over counting things near the floor.
Another reason to hate this weight. My back is so messed up...I'm trying to think of something clever and/or funny - some kind of metaphor that will make you laugh, even as you empathize with my pain.
Nothing. It just hurts like all get out.
I hate this weight. All this extra junk I'm carrying around for no good reason. I can't imagine the horrible things it's doing to my heart and my other wonderfully designed internal organs.
Come ON full time job. I need to get to the GYM!
Did I mention that sleeping is not exactly easy to do when you're 130 pounds overweight? It's not. I snore like there's no tomorrow, toss and turn like there's ants in my pants, and wake up every 20-30 minutes like I'm afraid I left the stove on. All this makes for a very, very tired Dawnsy.
So I'm in the office (which is in one side of the house I live in), working. Because I can't yet fall asleep. And I got off the good smelling place 2 1/2 hours ago.
Like I said....aye, aye, aye.
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