Some days it just doesn’t pay to get out of bed.
I was up and out the door early this morning, to get Lynn to a meet up with a friend taking her up to Forestberg for a market today.
My day was going fine until….until I got home….at which point I slipped going up the stairs thanks to tripping over the dog…..hitting my head on the wall in the process. Not hard, just enough to feel it.
Then when the dog was whining because he got himself stuck, I went to get up and proceeded to dump the contents of my FULL coffee mug onto the floor.
So I clean that up, get the dog, and veg for a bit where it’s safe. Fast forward 20 minutes, and I come down to open the store for the day, and find myself light on change…
I know it’s barely noon, but at this point I am already looking forward to bed tonight.
Needless to say, the events this morning have not been helping my moods any. My neck is still sore from where I went down, and that’s added to the ache in my shoulder that I seem to have re-tweaked in the last few days.
Mood-wise, I’m I’ve been feeling spacey and emotionally volatile. I don’t like it, but it is what it is.