galiger's Journal

I've been spending the last few weeks in a blur.  I wake, go to work, come home, go to sleep.  I live and breathe for the weekend, but then the weekend would come and I'd be too tired to manage anything but mild boredom.

So I pushed myself a little today.  My legs and feet were already killing me from work (eight hours walking and standing and bending... I need a new career), but I managed to limp my way through the grocery store.  That must have been a funny site- a young woman in scrubs limping and grimicing with any lifting, and I mean even the half gallon of milk was feeling like a ton.  But then I got home, brought the groceries in (boyfriend did most the work), and managed to put away the cold stuff.  The rest is staying on the floor, I refuse to bend over any more.

After breakfast with my sweetie,  I put together a lunch for him, mixed my trail mix (my first attempt, hope it comes out okay, I made over 24 oz!), did the dishes and prepared salad for dinner tonight.  

I've accomplished more this morning than I have in a long time.  My domestic bliss level is high.  My physical wellbeing not so great.  I already took a tylenol PM, and will be headed to bed shortly.  Let's hope I can survive one last night of work before the weekend.