Who's got the noisemakers?

Whine... cry... complain....

Whew!  Glad I got that out of the way....

I'm having myself a teeny weeny pity party this morning.  You should see the hats.  They're adorable...

I'm used to being able to do what I want physically.  I'm no super athelete or anything (Heaven forbid!) but I'm stubborn as all giddy up.  Someone I know used to say, "Pain don't hurt."  Although I think that's a ridiculous concept (because, trust me, it hurts), I understand what he means...

And I'm used to being able to push my way through the pain and do it anyway.

But I've decided to do things differently today. 

I know that I have to pack and get ready to move to Pennsylvania in 17 days with no help (trust me, having a 7 year old, a 5 year old and a 2 year old help you pack is the opposite of help).  I've hired movers for the heavy lifting (because I'm not an idiot) but I still have to pack. 

And I, of course, threw my back out. 

**rolling eyes**

I wanted to go to the gym this morning, but I decided that the limited physical activity that I can do is better expended getting us packed up. 

I guess that's progress.

In the old days, I'd have done both....

Wish me luck on getting packing done today without hurting myself further.

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