Small Slice

We didn't end up going to the fair today.  I spent much of last night wandering my house, waiting for tylenol to kick in.  I have this new, apparently hormonally triggered back pain thing that causes me to ache and quake.  I couldn't find a comfortable position, so I paced around the house, taking breaks for a few yoga poses that triggered spasms and left me exhausted.

Around 4 am, I managed to get comfortable on the couch, so I slept there, until my children got up at 6 am.  This made me cranky.  Really, really cranky.

I started out my day in a funk, and by midmorning, I managed to involve the whole family.  The kids were fighting, I was stomping and hollering, and my husband was alternating between hiding and trying to inject some sanity into the proceedings.  It was his call to move our fair visit to tomorrow, and a wise one, judging from the headache I'm sporting.

I'm determined to head out to the fair tomorrow, but before I do, I want to squeeze in a walk around the neighborhood.  I am desperately in need of endorphins, people.