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Friday, May 15, 2009

"I love syphilis more than you"

An hour into my walk with the woof I remembered the coke I left in the freezer. On the one hand it freaked the hell out of me but on the other it made the walk back to the house a super fast power walk. Which I wrote like it's awesome, which it was from an exercise standpoint, but actually it kind of sucks when you have blisters all over your tootsies. My logic could be fuzzy here though because probably walking for two hours even at a slow pace isn't good for a blister. I'll have to google it. Anyway, the dog still needs a walk even when you're a moron...it's not his fault...but OW!

I fully deserve to have blisters all over my feet and the pain that goes along with it. I'd like to say that as proof that I realize any whining is just whining and not worthy of genuine sympathy. I was raised by an ex-nun so I have a unique view of suffering as an educational tool. I'm getting too old to still be learning these lessons, it's getting to be a boring pattern. I'm lazy and I'm always rushing and it's too much work to make sure I have all the things I need when I'm going somewhere. This is why I started packing for BlogHer last month but that's a whole other post.

I'm not allowed to do anything without a list and a time out now. I'm packing for our trip home and working through my list very carefully, otherwise I'd have a suitcase full of nothing but bandaids and advil.


Crabby McSlacker said...

I should enforce a similar policy, because I can NOT get out of the front door without forgetting something. I can't even go from one room to another without forgetting what the heck I was after.

Amy said...

I know my brain can work harder, it's terribly frustrating.