Two Steps Forward Ten Steps Back

March 2010, Garmisch-Partenkirchen

Hey cool. I did something different and now I have a big giant window for my post. I can’t wait until I have oodles of time to kill and learn my way around this thing. Lynda.com here I come. Except I’m not going to have oodles of time probably ever but especially not in the next few weeks. I am so overwhelmed by my calendar I could weep. Bob mentioned one more thing we could do and I had to leave the room.

March 2010, Garmisch-Partenkirchen

On Sunday I tweaked my back. Doing yoga. Not even doing anything fun. Just easy things to get warmed up. I’m not even sure what I did.

It seems like I do a major back tweak every couple of years but this one is uniquely horrible. If I move in the just the right combination I can barely breathe. Getting around during the day isn’t too bad but at night it gets all stiff and I have to psych myself up just to roll over. This morning I walked down the hall hunched over like a woman twice my age, grunting instead of exhaling.

March 2010, Garmisch-Partenkirchen. A man with a beard saw me taking pictures and kindly introduced himself and told me he was a local tour guide. He wanted to make sure I didn’t miss the “golden roof” and then went on his way.

Meanwhile I can’t seem to cross one single thing off my list.

Our kitchen sink faucet was screwy so I bought a new doohickey and it didn’t work so then I bought another one that did work. But it eventually broke so I bought another one and it didn’t work and then I bought another one and it works but it makes a really annoying sound. And my mother’s day present is going to be late. And how come I can’t find regular brown socks at Target? The one pair in a pack of 6 different colors does not count. I don’t want black, grey, purple, blue or yellow. I want brown socks.

When I sat down I thought I was going to be able to weave all this whining into something but I seem to have failed and I really need to get to work.