My friend BJ has been sick for a while. I’ve helped as I could, she’s really touchy about accepting help, and I’ve missed her a lot, as she hasn’t felt like fighting with her computer (another thing she needs help with, but it’s help I can’t supply) to e-mail and IM me.
Yesterday I got a not-fun taste of how she felt about needing help. My back was hurting, really bad for some reason. I didn’t do anything stupid, there was no reason for it, it just was. But it was Saturday, and I only get one of those a week, it was the shopping day after payday, it was the first time in a while BJ felt up to meeting me…
I got home around 2, and spent most of the rest of the day on the floor, my back on a heating pad, my feet in a chair. Sigh.
There is a lot that needed doing this weekend. Laundry, non-food shopping, grocery shopping, bill-paying, housecleaning, cooking… So far I got one load of laundry in the washing machine (it’s still there, ick!) and I got the non-food shopping done, though I forgot toilet paper.
And sitting in my computer chair is making my back hurt more. It’s nothing near yesterday, but I don’t want it to get there. So I guess I better go. Sigh.
73,949 is the word count this morning. Doesn’t look like it will grow much today. But hey. The good news is I bought and watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban yesterday, bought and listened to a Melissa Etheridge CD I’ve been thinking “I want that!” about for at least three weeks, and went to WalMart without blowing the budget. Not bad, if I do say so myself!
Oh, yeah, and the best thing of all–Rafe is talking to me again. Whoohoo! Maybe I’ll write by hand, on the floor on the heating pad…