Give me a little bit of heavy lifting for an afternoon and I’ll whine about it for a week. But I have tiny bruises up my forearms and biceps, and dotting down my thighs from poor lifting technique while moving a friend. And my back feels like I was humping your mom last night, all night. Ick. And on top of that I didn’t finish washing the laundry over the weekend so I had no pants to wear this morning and am stuck in a dress and heels when it’s 16 degrees out. Poor planning on my part.
But, it’s a new day, and a new week, and the outlook is good.