That, my dear bloggers, is what I am suffering from... I am on a countdown to moving day. I will be picking up my stuff (well techniqually it's two guys and a truck that will be picking it up) and moving to a house. It isn't MY house but I am renting it. Plus half of it is B's who has already proved himself an even more wonderful guy.
Last Saturday after much packing and moving o'things, I hopped on the ladder to change out a lightbulb. On my way off of the ladder, I had a back spasm. Imagine a charlie horse but on your back. I must have yelled or something because B heard me and came out to help me down. I spent the next three days in bed. It is getting back day by day but not nearly fast enough for me. But B has been just beyond great. He took care of me for two of the days but had to head back to work on the third. Just being the best of all B's though he has had to resist the temptation to make jokes like how many Eves does it take to change a lightbulb :)
It has definitely put a crimp in my packing but I am all scheduled for next Friday being my moving day. The day after J, P and I have a sister's day planned to celebrate J and my birthdays. Hers is the nineteenth and mine is the twenty second. I'll be 31 years young for all those curious peoples. I've never been one to hide my age. It is just a number and a state of mind. Plus I've done in 31 years some things people never do in a lifetime : ) Woot!
Good night and all life is yours to miss.
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