Tuesday, March 6, 2012

A Plea for relief

Dear You,

Well,  Sciatica strikes again and this time it's sticking around a little longer than usual.  I hate to say but this time I think it came about from me carrying groceries etc. home on Saturday.  The embarrassing part- the etc. in question here is a BOX of wine.

Oh my.

I just long for the days of being able to stand / sit up straight and walk around with ease.  Nevermind the fact that I am missing my pilates / yoga sessions like mad.

Currently I am walking around the apartment slouched over like Sofia Petrillo and my best pal is our heating pad.

Even the cat is bored with me, option not to hang out with me on the rare occasion that I am home all day, but instead burying himself under the quilt on our bed.  In a completely separate room.

Maybe a movie is in the cards today.  I usually take these times to watch a movie that Corey wouldn't necessary be into- thus allowing myself to indulge in sappy dramas and rom-com disasters.

Please say there's better out there on Roger On Demand today.  Yesterday's Woody Allen flick (Midnight in Paris) was an absolute flop.

I'm beginning to get a little bored of myself.  Which is quite ridiculous as we all know how fascinating I really am.

HELP.

Love, Me.
And that, my lovelies, is something that really GRINDS MY GEARS


1 comment:

Jennifer @ Cook, eat, play, repeat. said...

Netflix plus the link Nikki had to get allt he American Netfilx...I am locked up at home all week watching netflix....I'm sure you can find something! :)