One Day at a Time

I don't know if it's a combination of the 8 hours of driving this weekend, the impending snow of doom (I know, a bit melodramatic, but come on... it's Spring!), or my complete exhaustion, but I hurt. Bad. I have to move constantly to keep from hurting more, but don't want to move because it hurts. So my day has gone something like this: my head: Time to move my body: Screw you At least I'm back on the coffee, so I haven't lost all of my life's joy.