I believe I did mention that I did a faceplant into the tarmac at my first day on my new job. Well, I really did a number on myself — the next day I ached from right knee all the way up my side, and I swear I sprained the muscles and/or ligaments that hold up my right boob. I was moaning and groaning and bitching all day Thursday and Friday; they must like me at the new place otherwise I don’t know why they kept me. Anyway, after eating about fifteen pounds of ibuprofen over the past few days I think I am better. But then I had to do laundry today. Which meant, since I returned the rental washer/dryer, a trip to the laundromat. (The one in the complex is too small and there is never a free machine.) Which meant enduring not only crying brats and a television set on the Lifetime channel, but I strained my healing boob-muscle. Because I am too lazy to do my laundry in a timely manner. I had better break that habit, since where I am moving to I won’t have any washer/dryer hookups in my own place, I’ll have to use the complex’s laundromat or do what I did today. Ouch. The one drawback to the new place. Oh, and I still haven’t packed, and still haven’t gotten rid of all the stuff I wanted to sell/drag to the dumpster. Anyone know where I can rent a blowtorch?
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