Woke this morning to the sound of rain on the porch roof, and my legs-- knee and hip joints-- feeling horribly sore. Oh my goodness. I wish I could call in sick to work. It hurts to lie here. I can't imagine how I'm going to stand up. I feel a million years old. I should have sat down last night. But I just had to get those dishes done, etc. etc. etc. Urgh, I'm an idiot.
And the outfit I picked for today, which is both cute for work and comfy for driving an hour and if I rinse it and hang it out will be perfect for the wedding shower... it calls for cute-ish shoes that are not my most supportive. And I really can't hack sneakers with it. Ughhh. Don't wanna.
And the outfit I picked for today, which is both cute for work and comfy for driving an hour and if I rinse it and hang it out will be perfect for the wedding shower... it calls for cute-ish shoes that are not my most supportive. And I really can't hack sneakers with it. Ughhh. Don't wanna.