Oh man. Woke up this morning with a pain in my back in a place that I never even knew existed. I'm blaming it on stress although it's also because my body knows that she's 40, I'm pretty sure. I take good care of myself, especially lately so it's maddening to me that I wake up with aches and pains.
My knee, my back, my neck all have their scheduled shifts and rotate feeling pain.
"Hey Neck, it's me knee. Can we switch days? I can't work this weekend."
"Sure, Knee. No problem. I've been meaning to add some extra hours in to her neck pain."
"OK, great."
Maybe more stretching is in order. Yoga? Something needs to be done.
Either that, or I need to change it up and start living hard and fast. I can be one of those 100-year-old people on the news who say they owe it all to whiskey, wine and cigars.