Ruuuuude

My back has been aching all day. I’ve thrown pretty much everything but the kitchen sink at it, and no relief. I’m probably going to have to hit it with another dose of something codeine just to make sure it doesn’t stop me sleeping tonight. Rude? So rude.

But on the other hand, pre-hurting means I didn’t do it any damage helping Z clear some junk earlier. Our neighbours just had their front drive expanded, and there’s still a skip (dumpster) there for a few more days. Since there’s space, they said we could put things in. So we cleared a few bits out of the garage (with full intent to clear more when a thunderstorm isn’t rolling in), and most importantly to Z — got the random heavy AF concrete keystone? post top? Whatever it was, it was here when we moved in, didn’t have *anything* to do with anything on the property, and has just been taking up space. Now it isn’t taking up space, and Z is happier.

Past that, gaming and knitting with a side of ‘required’ holiday ice cream. Smalls had forgotten that was the deal and lost her tiny little mind with joy, which was adorbs. She was also well impressed that Daddy had picked up some Ben & Jerrys for it, since it’s expensive and we neeever buy it (but oh, so good, so good).

Anyhoo. Gonna go think about taking more pain meds, and just otherwise chillax.

<3