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Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Head, shoulders, knees, and toes

Things are looking up. My neck/back/and shoulder issue has greatly improved. I was a good girl over the weekend and made myself rest and iced it a few times a day (doctor's orders). I went back to the chiro on Monday and he seemed to be happy with the progress I had made. When I went to leave the office, he says, "Now you behave!" I found this to be quite amusing. So instead of leaving the office in tears, I left laughing. Much better.

I think I forgot on my last post to write about why I was in such bad shape to begin with. Last Thursday evening I was raking leaves in the yard. Remember we have 4 1/2 acres filled with oak trees? And last fall the amount of leaves got the better of us. We gave up and decided to attack them in the spring. No more procrastinating. After dinner, I decide to rake more leaves until it got too dark. I thought this might encourage hubby to come out and help me. Wishful thinking. I look inside and see him (once again) sitting at the computer. I'm sure it was real important "stuff" he was surfing for. I peeked my head in and said, "I'm not saying you have to come help me right now, but this is not a one person job." I say this because I know how easy it is for him to just let me do a job by myself without offering to help (ex: bathrooms, mopping, washing anything that doesn't go in dishwasher, vacuuming). If I take care of it, he's off the hook. And of course he gets defensive if I bring up this subject even if I try to do it without being accusing.

So I bring up the subject of the leaves. He responds with, "I'm not coming out to do them right now. That's a weekend thing." Why? Why must it be only a weekend thing? If we get it done during the weekday evenings then we have the whole weekend to do fun stuff. Or nothing. So, of course, I'm now pissed because he won't get off his butt and help me. I start to attack the leaves quite vigorously. My rake is pounding the bushes (that are full of leaves) and the ground cover surrounding the house. It is quite impressive, but probably not too smart.

Next morning I wake up and..............you know the rest of the story.

4 Comments:

  • At 11:18 AM , Blogger Bearette24 said...

    Aargh. They are not always as helpful as they could be.

     
  • At 12:07 PM , Blogger His suzy said...

    Sounds like you guys may want to invest in a leaf blower/sucker. We used to have one and it was a big help! In fact, I think if we sucked them up, it shredded the leaves and we could even use it as a kind of mulch. It might be easier for the kids to help that way too. And then you won't be in pain! :)

     
  • At 1:55 PM , Blogger Eclipse75048 said...

    There was a comedian in the 90's (I can't remember who) that had the best line about Nyquil:

    "It's the sniffling, sneezing, coughing, aching, how the f** did end up on the kitchen floor medicine."

     
  • At 2:11 PM , Blogger Roxanne said...

    We do have a leaf blower, but you would not believe just HOW many leaves we have. The blower we've used for around the house to help suck out the areas around the basement windows and such. We just finished another round of collecting and I got the kids involved. They're such a great help! They earned themselves a trip to the pool this afternoon and a day at the indoor amusement park tomorrow.

    roxanne

     

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