Pain

I am in so much pain. I ended up only sitting on the office for an hour. My back hasn't hurt this bad since last Fall, when I had to take vicodin to get through square dancing class.
Pity me. And by pity of course I mean send me a million dollars.
The nice thing about this job is that I'm in charge, and if I say I can't be in the office then that's ok. That came in handy today.
I need to find something to eat.
You know what's strange? When I hurt my back like this I can never stand up straight or walk normal unless I first drive our Explorer around. If I drive the Explorer, I can walk normally until I sit down in any other chair than the driver's seat of that car.
Anna just asked me for my pizza dough recipe. Apparently one of her friends is trying to make homemade pizza. I hope my recipe works ok for her. It's so approximate. It's not even fancy either. I hope I don't ruin her pizza.
Speaking of food, I'm hungry. I'm in the mood to grill something except of course for the fact that that would require moving.
We got this handheld fabric sweepy thingy designed for picking up pet hair, and it works pretty well. According to the manufacturer though, it's supposed to be disposable. You use it until it's fully then throw it away. Anna, being the economical awesomeness that she is, just figured out how to pop out the bottom of this thing and empty it herself. A glance into my wastebasket tells me she did that recently. It's actually rather amazing how, in just a matter of weeks, two cats can shed enough fur to produce a third cat.
Ok, I'm going to stop blogging. I need to find a different position for my back.
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