I woke up all achy today. 2 of my 4 kids have had walking pneumonia in the past 2 weeks and I am afraid that I may be getting it. My right shoulder is especially sore feeling, and I am not real sure why. I think I may have just slept wrong.
Did you ever think of the absurdity of that statement? "I slept wrong." That thing, where you close your eyes and you're unconscious and all you have to do is breathe? Yeah, I did that wrong. So wrong, in fact, that I will be in pain all day because of it. Nothing makes you feel like a winner quite like screwing up a natural body function to the point that you injure yourself.
I have to go to the grocery store today because everyone in this house wants to eat and I am running out of possibilities. Even at my most creative moments, I cannot think of a way to make dinner out of mini-marshmallows, croutons, and ravioli. I think that moms who plan meals for the week and take detailed shopping lists to the grocery store with their binders of coupons are born with a gene that I do not have. I make grocery lists with some sort of idea of what we will have over the week, but not specifics. My plan is more like 2 days beef, 3 days chicken, 1 day pork, and 1 day pasta. Then I shop and try to use up what I bought before it spoils. I'll use coupons if I have them (and remember to bring them to the store), but only if they're for things that I already buy. I tried to do serious couponing once, but I ended up buying a bunch of crap just because I had a coupon and then it goes bad before I use it. Nothing aggravates me quite like having to throw food away. Not only is it wasteful, but it means that I have to go to the store again. And, it is another ridiculously easy life function that I somehow failed to perform adequately. You know, you must eat to survive, but you failed to do that properly and now your food is ruined.
I have been procrastinating more than usual lately (case in point -- I am writing this here instead of getting dressed and going to the store). I find myself with grand plans to do something super productive but then I sit and drink coffee and write or Facebook or watch TV (or all 3) and then I am surprised to look up and realize that it is nearly 3 in the afternoon. So to avoid that happening today and resulting in a very odd dinner, I am going to wrap this up and go to the grocery store. I really don't wanna. I want to go back to bed for a do-over and see if it would fix my shoulder.