There's just got to be some combo of losing weight and exercising more that will make this stop happening. 34 is too damn young to be this old.
Dawn ,'Beneath You'
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It's incredibly frustrating when your body bails on you when your will is strong, and you've got responsibilities.
Truer words seldom spoken.
I live in fear of throwing my back out to the point where I can't sit again, or having my wrist issues act up at the same time as my shoulder issues.
Dear, stop swearing so frikkin loud and quoting Garth Brooks songs.
I'm going to clear out the kitchen now.
There's just got to be some combo of losing weight and exercising more that will make this stop happening.
That's a lot to expect with a baby and a novel-writing career, plus freelancing. Unless you can figure out some way to hook Annabel onto a miniature Ferris Wheel that's powered by a stationary bicycle that powers your PC.
I'm swearing because I can't punch pillows, dear. And what Garth Brooks am I quoting?
Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)
I love that song.
Susan, fwiw, the thing your shoulder probably most needs is rest. Plus anti-inflammatories. And some of that heat/cold combo thing I hear all the old kids are doing.
But going on a house cleaning binge is contraindicated.
Okay. You can put a dust-mop on your butt and scoot around. But that's it.
Err... I was out of the Both Kinds of Music Closet, right?
I didn't just accidentally out myself or nothin'...
That's a lot to expect with a baby and a novel-writing career, plus freelancing. Unless you can figure out some way to hook Annabel onto a miniature Ferris Wheel that's powered by a stationary bicycle that powers your PC.
She'd like that.
I do need to do something about living healthier, though you're completely right that I'm too busy to fit in a really fancy exercise program or spend a lot of time cooking. But I've got too much of a family legacy of diabetes/heart diseases/cancer to not take better care of myself. And I don't want to look all plump and jawless and shlumpy in my author pictures once I sell.
And I don't want to look all plump and jawless and shlumpy in my author pictures once I sell.
One thing at a time, darlin'. Once you get that big juicy advance you can hit the gym.
Err... I was out of the Both Kinds of Music Closet, right?
Shall I cue the Hank Ketchum for you?