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Pain in the back
Jun. 29th, 2007 04:53 pmI've gone and hurt my back again (muscle spasm)-- though not so bad as the time at Christmas a couple years back when I couldn't walk for half a day and was debilitated for several days after still. In fact I could probably get by in general hobbly all-rightness if I didn't have a 13-pound bundle of wiggles that is always needing lifted and carried from place to place. So I have had to hand him over to his grandmother for the evening. This is very sad, but a rite of passage I suppose has to happen sooner or later!
The depressing thing is, wow, a babysitter, I have all these things I need to get done that now ought to be much easier to do, except that the whole reason I have a babysitter is to NOT STRAIN MY BACK, and top of the list of things I have to do is Laundry and Go to the Grocery, both of which, in case you do not normally do either of those things and don't know, involve a certain amount of back-straining!
In fact I probably shouldn't be sitting here, because I'm sure it's not exactly the best posture for my back. I don't really feel like doing any of the things I have that I can do lying down. I'm in the middle of rereading Order of the Phoenix, which, come to think of it, is an awfully big book and might be considered back-straining, anyway. Though it is my favorite of the six books so far I have still read it so many times that it's not like I'm dying to find out what happens next, though I AM dying to find out how it translates to the screen in two weeks (which means more babysitting opportunity for Grammy W, not that she minds). Likewise, I've seen all the movies we have in the house ad nauseum, even though they are all of my favorite movies; ironically, this is why we got Netflix, but I have the same issue with the three disks we currently have, Serenity and the last two disks of the TV series (which is called Firefly, not Serenity, but it's all basically one whole, at least that's how we've been watching it these past two weeks), multiplied because we've not only watched it all over and over (even the commentaries over and over), but all JUST THIS WEEK, and though it was highly enjoyable when we were doing that ON PURPOSE, when your back tells you you HAVE to do it, suddenly you realize how stupid that is and wish, in fact, that you'd sent the disks back two days ago and had something new even if it meant you wouldn't have THOSE disks anymore, which Jason I know just put on his Amazon.com wishlist anyway so buy them for his birthday (3 months).
I could possibly try writing something. Not working on any projects because that's all computer work at the moment, but actually, GASP, writing something totally new from scratch on paper. Maybe I will when I get tired of whining.
I still haven't gotten batteries for the camera yet so can't post pictures. See, that was one of the things I'd planned to get at the grocery. Hope J will be home tomorrow morning so I can run a whole bunch of errands at once sans baby. He should be though. Then I will go to Megan's shower in the afternoon which I will have to leave early so we can get to a picnic at J's aunt's house late. It's a fireworks picnic, though, so is later in the day, anyway. Oh, and we're invited to another fireworks picnic at MY aunt's house on Sunday evening, but I keep forgetting to actually tell Jason that. I keep remembering whenever he's at work and not actively talking to me on the phone.
The depressing thing is, wow, a babysitter, I have all these things I need to get done that now ought to be much easier to do, except that the whole reason I have a babysitter is to NOT STRAIN MY BACK, and top of the list of things I have to do is Laundry and Go to the Grocery, both of which, in case you do not normally do either of those things and don't know, involve a certain amount of back-straining!
In fact I probably shouldn't be sitting here, because I'm sure it's not exactly the best posture for my back. I don't really feel like doing any of the things I have that I can do lying down. I'm in the middle of rereading Order of the Phoenix, which, come to think of it, is an awfully big book and might be considered back-straining, anyway. Though it is my favorite of the six books so far I have still read it so many times that it's not like I'm dying to find out what happens next, though I AM dying to find out how it translates to the screen in two weeks (which means more babysitting opportunity for Grammy W, not that she minds). Likewise, I've seen all the movies we have in the house ad nauseum, even though they are all of my favorite movies; ironically, this is why we got Netflix, but I have the same issue with the three disks we currently have, Serenity and the last two disks of the TV series (which is called Firefly, not Serenity, but it's all basically one whole, at least that's how we've been watching it these past two weeks), multiplied because we've not only watched it all over and over (even the commentaries over and over), but all JUST THIS WEEK, and though it was highly enjoyable when we were doing that ON PURPOSE, when your back tells you you HAVE to do it, suddenly you realize how stupid that is and wish, in fact, that you'd sent the disks back two days ago and had something new even if it meant you wouldn't have THOSE disks anymore, which Jason I know just put on his Amazon.com wishlist anyway so buy them for his birthday (3 months).
I could possibly try writing something. Not working on any projects because that's all computer work at the moment, but actually, GASP, writing something totally new from scratch on paper. Maybe I will when I get tired of whining.
I still haven't gotten batteries for the camera yet so can't post pictures. See, that was one of the things I'd planned to get at the grocery. Hope J will be home tomorrow morning so I can run a whole bunch of errands at once sans baby. He should be though. Then I will go to Megan's shower in the afternoon which I will have to leave early so we can get to a picnic at J's aunt's house late. It's a fireworks picnic, though, so is later in the day, anyway. Oh, and we're invited to another fireworks picnic at MY aunt's house on Sunday evening, but I keep forgetting to actually tell Jason that. I keep remembering whenever he's at work and not actively talking to me on the phone.
