Today is the kind of day where everything is going badly.
Littlest is sick. Again. This time it is a fever and cough. Which is less messy than the fever and vomit of last weekend but no less difficult.
Last night while cleaning out the fish tank I did something horrid to my back. Yes, I know all about back safety but I hurt it anyway. Leaning over the tub, dumping out a bucket of water I felt something like an ice pick in my lower spine. Then, it was like a bubble was growing in my lower back, expanding pain up and through my spine. Yep, it was marvelous. Managed a few hours of sleep on ibuprofen and an ice pack.
Then today, I started my day in my usual way. Well, that’s not true. Littlest got me up at 4:30. But when I gave up trying to get him back to sleep and got up at 6:30, I started my day my usual way…checking email, Facebook and then Twitter. No really pressing or interesting email aside from the usual opportunities to enlarge my male member or cash in on my dead Ethiopian family member. On Facebook I read a post about books which depict teens killing other teens and if novels on such subject matter have merit. And within ten minutes of that I read on Twitter that there had been yet another high school shooting. So far, one boy is dead and 4 others are wounded.
I’ve tried and tried to write anything of substance. But all I’ve got is:
“Blagity blah mushu bwhahaha gurgle glah.”
So feel free to insert a good story here. Find something that will make you feel uplifted or challenged or intrigued or just more.
And it would be better than what I’ve got right now.
Some days are just bigger than me.