While searching the garage this evening for brightly colored tape, so I can mark a low hanging beam, I of course bang my head on said low hanging beam.
Some would call that irony.
Some would call it Karma.
I call it a typical Wednesday.
While searching the garage this evening for brightly colored tape, so I can mark a low hanging beam, I of course bang my head on said low hanging beam.
Some would call that irony.
Some would call it Karma.
I call it a typical Wednesday.
The irony will kill you: I drove past numerous fast food restaurants to go inside Marsh and hand-make myself a healthy, delicious chef salad for dinner. Lean turkey, broccoli, spinach, hard boiled egg, peas, cheddar cheese and a little ranch. I choked on the fifth bite and almost died. Tomorrow, back to burgers and pizza. I have too much to live for.
After weeks of pain and now a 2-hour exam involving poking, pulling, twisting, squatting and numerous x-rays, I finally have a medical diagnosis for my lower back problems.
Apparently, I’m overweight and I drive too much.
Thank you science!